2:28pm
One slice.
Two slices.
Three slices.
Four.
Five.
Six
Eight
Twelve
Seventeen
Twenty-one
Twenty-seven
"Jackson!" My aunt barges into the bathroom and snatches the knife out of my hand.
"Why are you doing this!" She screams and cries.
I take the knife back.
"Jack-no! Stop it!"
She tries to stop me as I assualt myself.
I'm sorry Mark.
I made a promise to you but I couldn't keep it.
My mind possesses me and this is what happens.
When you're unhappy, you never know what you can do or what can happen to you.
"Kyung-hoon! Call the ambulance!" My aunt cries as she holds me in her arms. Her white shirt is stained with my blood.
I see a whiteness cloud over my eyes.
"No! Jackson! Don't you die on me! Don't you die dammit!" She strokes my face as she wails.
Her tear lands on my face.
Then everything goes dark.
