When you die, you arent really sure what is after it. For Adelaide, having killed herself, finds herself in a totally different world. But this isnt the happy life after death, its the decision before death. Adelaide must watch as the people around her, people she least expected, are affected by her death, then she must choose whether or not she wants to follow through with her death. Its a lot harder than Adelaide ever thought death would be like, so in the end will it be, just an Attempt.

It’s cold and it’s dark by now. The day has gone so fast, going to all those places, meeting all those people and now I’m here. He’s led me here. It’s time now, after all I’ve done, it’s time to see him. And everything started with a post-it.

I'm sorry if this story is bothering you. But if it is, it's clearly not meant for you. "What's depression like?" A friend once asked. I didn't know what to say. Because when people ask you things like "What's wrong" and "How are you?" and "Can I help you?" I never know what to say. I end up lying. I end up answering "nothing" and "Fine" and "No". Though what I really want to answer is "Everything" and "I'm not okay" and "Yes, please". What depression is like? Writing what it's like is easier than telling what it's like. Only a few will totally understand what it's like. And for those people I wrote this.

In which a girl can't go a day without an anxiety attack and a boy can't go a day without noticing

❝ everything inside of me is living in your heartbeat. ❞ © nate k. 2015