I quickly ran in the room and took out his gun. I can't take this anymore, I hate my life; the beatings, the mocking laughters, the rejections, I just can't live like this no more. Watching him load the gun and use it a few times on others and to even threaten me, I learnt how to load it and took no time to do exactly that. Still crying uncontrollably, I held the gun to my head, yes I thought, I can finally end it all.