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Was scrolling through my phone, one winter night, when I suddenly felt my heart ache so badly. In that moment, I was frightened to be honest, panic attacks again I think, everyhting's becoming a huge mess. Can't stand this chaos anymore.
It is in that one winter night when I've decided to end everything-- the pain, the suffering.
I sneak out to the garage to get a coil of rope, well how unfortunate of me, I haven't found any.
The kitchen is my next choice, with all my might, I just need to get that knife. Oh! I forgot I'm afraid of blood. Okay, It's getting fudged up now. Why can't I just do it smoothly? So unlucky of me. Good thing I still have my last choice.
The bathroom. I just need some of that detergent soap. On my way to the laundry room, I felt hesitant. But I think it will actually work in an instant. Everything's ready, a bottle of detergent soap, and those letters I've written before that were never sent to anyone. I left them under the shade of my lamp, on the table near my bed.
This is it. Finally! I am now about to gulp this crystal clear liquid in " 3, 2, ... " I counted continuously.
Wait... who will disturb me in the middle of the night? I opened the door, and to my surprise, it's Granny, with tears streaming down her face, " I had a bad dream, or maybe, a nightmare it was. " she said. " But I trust you, I know you wouldn't do that. " she added.
" Perhaps what did you see in your dream Granny? " I curiously asked.
Without missing a second, she replied, " I saw you trying to kill yourself. "
These feelings are getting weird, worse even. She gave me a very tight hug before she went off to catch her sleep once more. And that's when I knew,
-Everything ends at midnight, but not tonight.
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