Kill me goddamn it! Do it already! Let me die!
Those are my last words.
The trigger clicks.
Bang.
I can't move.
I don't feel the bullet in my head.
I feel no pain.
I just feel my sorrows pooling from my head.
My body pours blood.
I can't hear my own thoughts.
The only sound I hear, is the last sound I ever heard.
Bang.
Bang. Bang. Bang.
It repeats over and over again in my head, like a broken record.
That's the last sound I heard.
No I love you's, no goodbyes.
Bang.
That's all I get.
Bang.
Note to: Coach
I always wanted to go out with a bang. I never thought it would be like this. As much as I despite you. I hope the last sounds you hear, are sweet goodbyes of sorrowed hearts. No one, not even you, deserves to go out....
with a bang.
Signed,
Miss Invisible.
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To Coach
Novela JuvenilTo Coach is written in the eyes of Miss. Invisible, a fifteen year old orphan. Miss. Invisible is not the average teen. In the book, Miss invisible writes about her life. In every chapter she ends it with a Note to Coach, her Algebra teacher. Miss...
