Why won't anyone let me die? Why won't anyone see how much pain I feel? Why am I ignored so often? Why...what is my purpose in this world...depression seems to never go away, I'm always losing everyone and everything I think I can trust to help with these feelings I have. The most I can do now is write these feelings into stories and try to get people to understand. If I can't get professional help then I'm gonna help myself. These are the words I say to myself everyday when I wake up. Every morning when I open my eyes, everyday is agony. I hate myself and this world I was brought into, I hate my hair, my face, my eyes, my parents, my siblings. I hate that everything I do is wrong, i hate that I can't do anything, I hate everything. This world is so cruel and it only gets worse. It's like a cancerous tumor that has consumed the entire Earth and every living creature on it and turned it-
"Looks like we are out of time for today, I'll see you next Tuesday at 3:00 sharp. Good day Mr. Dawson."
"But I wasn't finished!"
"Good day sir"
"You asshole all you want is my money!"
"GOOD DAY SIR!"
"Fine..." As I was walking out that dammned room debating whether to go home and drink till I pass out or go do what I need to my phone rang.
"Hello?"
"Hey Anakin wanna come hang out?"
"I would love to bu-"
"No buts, I'm coming get you. Be ready"
"Ok" and I hung up then said to myself "well I guess I should get home now" and then I got into my car and started driving. I was on I-10 when it happened, I guess I didn't see the traffic light or I was just lost in thought but I passed a redlight and got t-boned. The car went flying into the air and did multiple rolls before it finally knocked me out. I woke up and I didn't know where I was, all I could see was a bright light and when I tuned my head to see the sides of wherever I was there was nothing. The light kept getting brighter and brighter and I could faintly hear a heart moniter starting to beep slower and slower, then all of a sudden it stopped and there was complete darkness. I could hear the defibrillator charging then the electric shock it emitted. Charging, used, charging, used, charging, and then I heard the heart moniter slowly start to beat again. When I could see again I saw where I was, I was in the emergency room and the doctors were doing everything they could to try to get me back. Then I saw this strange figure in the corner of the room and no sooner did I see it that it started moving towards me.
"Anikin Dawson," it said "your time has come. It's too late to bring you back, you won't survive this."
"I'm dead?"
"Yes"
After that I gave a little jump of joy ready to go, then all of a sudden I heard my heartbeat go normal again and the rush of the fluid the doctor injected in me. I felt myself being pulled back into my body and opened my eyes. I screamed in my mind to just let me die but I couldn't talk, it's like my voice had dissapeared. Then all of a sudden the rush of pain went through me. It felt like all the bones in my body broke and started stabbing everything in my body. It felt like I was being burned alive 60x at once, the pain was excruciating. Then all of a sudden once again the heart moniter dropped and I felt myself loosening up and I was able to leave my body again. The reaper was still there.
"Told you" he said as he walked over to me "you have two choices. You can stay here and be trapped or you can come with me and be happy in the afterlife.
"Afterlife? " I asked "life after death?! I wanted to die so I can die not so I could be stuck in an afterlife. I want to not exist!"
"Take your time Anakin"
"No! I don't want to! Take me with you, I just don't care anymore"
"As you wish"
I thought the pain of being alive was bad. No one can imagine the pain that I was put through when he reaped my soul. The pain was undescribable. After the pain the bright light came back and I could feel heat coming from below me.
The End
