With a lot of thought I realized something. Yesterday the fish hooks were not my punishment, the truth was. The eternal damnation to self-loathing and loneliness is my punishment. Watching them leave was my punishment because I left them first. I am truly alone now. No memories to visit without the stains of blood and a broken mind to fill its place. I have nothing, and so I've decided to kill myself. To my wife: We will meet again. To my daughter: It's about time to gaze upon you in the light of the lord. To myself: One day I will find you. To you: Log out.
The End.
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Horror⚠️WARNING⚠️ This story contains gore, suicide, self harm, and much more! (This is my first story hope you like it)
