Without even thinking of the consequences of it, i grabbed the e-ciggarette i had bought two days ago. Before morning, i had smoked twice. For me, this was just the beginning of what was going to happen later.
It's been two days and I'm sti stuck inside my room. I can't eat, drink, and i certainly cannot bear light at all. This meant only one thing, the depression has started to eat me again. Last time i remember, this happened immediately after my parents died. It had taken five months for me to come back from my hibernation and i don't think i have the will and power to fight it this time. Life was certainly trying to help me commit suscide.
'Hmm, its not the first time i had suicidal thoughts but I'll sure as hell try it will be the last time' i made a mental note.
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Smoking Kills 🚬
Short StoryLuke Taylor is a young teenager struggling to cope up with a life which isn't worth living. Will he continue to struggle to show people that he is stronger than they think he is? OR Will he run away from life and commit sucide to end his struggles...
