Two days to go and it's going to be my birthday.
I looked at my list and saw that only number 17 is the only one left. Two days from now, I'm going to do it. I'm going to kill myself.
But why I think I can't do it?
My mind would wander at the stars quite often. And I would cry when thoughts of Sebastian would enter my head. I miss him. I miss everything about him. He kissed me thrice under the stars. Once was when I was nine. The second was when we were at the mountains where we confessed our feelings for each other. The third was Woods' Night, when we finally wanted to be together.
And now, he's not with me. And it hurts.
I cried again, "I... I trust you Sebastian." I whispered.
"I love you." I said as I looked at the stars, hoping they'll send my last message to him. Two days from now, I'm gone. For good.
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Teen FictionSebastian Walters. He is someone who has everything: ladies, fame, music gifts, good looks, wealth, seriously everything. But there is one thing: he's broken. After his parents divorced and is taken care of his grandmother at a young age, all he nee...
