It was the voices. It was always the voices. A thousand screams of the past echoing, fusing with my own thoughts. No matter what I did, they always seemed to be heard. They didn't even subside when I slept.
Tonight they screamed louder than ever. They rejected the idea of me throwing away the precious stone ring that held their souls captive.
Sebastian has long since left, and I was supposed to be asleep. But how was I to sleep like this?
The I only way to quiet them was to join the owners in death.
This thought had been on my mind for a while now.
Hanging. Stabbing. Cutting. Overdose. Poisoning. Jumping. Burning. Shooting. Suffocating. Choking. Drowning.
As my thoughts finally began to clear, my mind was made up. I would have to end my life to end my suffering. Most of my ideas seemed that they would take too long or be too difficult. Falling back against my pillow, my head thudded against something hard.
My gun.
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Fiksi PenggemarCiel can no longer stand the voices in his head. He wants to end it all. ×Angst Warning× If you are uncomfortable with suicide than I recommend to avoid this book. ×Gay Ship Warning× If you are uncomfortable with gay ships, homosexual relationship...
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