Chapter 7
18 February 1965
Dear Diary, Today is the last day I will write in you. Today I’m ending my life. Today I don’t need you anymore.
Thank you for all the years. I could write in you.
Love,
Ringo Starr.
I close my diary for the last time in my life. I take my gun and walk to up the bridge. Very slow. I hold the box in my hand with the gun inside.
I stand on the top of the bridge and start my plan. I take the gun out the box and put it in my right hand.
“RINGO!” George screams from behind me.
I look at the water and ignore George’s footsteps coming closer to me. I feel the gun in my right hand, while bringing it closer to my head. I look at the fast passing water under the bridge it gives me a feel of going on what I’m doing.
“RINGO” George screams again.
I hear his steps very close at mine. Then when the gun is righted to my head. I pull the trigger. It feels like it’s taking ages, everything is going slow. With an unclear sight I see the gun falls down towards the water. Slowly everything is turning black and I start to fall back ways. 2 hands get around my waist. Barely sight I see George’s crying with his tears falling on my chest. Then all my sight is gone…
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