She is at the verge of suicidal, she think that it is better to end her life rather than living. She's tired, exhausted and she stopped dreaming because what's the point? She loses everything that's dear to her, she has nothing that's why it is better to stop, it better to just die. She grab the small blade, she sighed, she's thinking she'll go for go or a no, she hesitated, she thinks of living, she looks at the window, she tries to reclaim herself, she tries to breath in, she felt the summer breeze, she takes it all in.
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How Broken We Are
Short Story100-word short stories that tackles about a woman and her everyday life.
