Lost and Found

Prologue

(Warning: If you are sensitive to suicidal acts or depression, you may skip this prologue now... You have been warned!)

         I'm an outcast... I feel like a traitor... A killer... I'm trash... Unwanted... Not needed... I feel only despair...

         Nothing... I'm empty..

         Why did live in the first place, if I was going to be treated like... I'm worthless?

         In this place, I should have die years ago, and yet I'm still alive to suffer.

         Well, that suffering will end now...

         Now, I'm on top of the mount, with a huge hole, which was surprising. I'm at the very edge of the hole, with my life at the end of the line. The cold wind blows my hair and loose clothing.

         I took one step, only to pass the line and fall to the end of my life. My surroundings began to move faster than I am falling. And slowly, my vision is turning blurry as I feel my eyelids growing heavy.

         "Goodbye... Cruel world..." My last words flew by as darkness engulfed me into the last moment in this world.

         Or so I thought...