The Living Corpse
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Her. Of course it's her. Out of everyone in this entire city, it had to be this excuse of a human being. Tell me again why are you even bothering to stay alive?" she screams at my face and continues to curse profanities all directed at me.
Her last question made everyone react quicker than I thought. Even when I'm just standing there with no reply and not a single reaction on my face, there are two people dragging her out of my sight as she continues to curse.
I have no idea if I am okay. If I ever will be okay. I slowly make my way out of that hallway, walk down the stairs and head out ignoring every voice around. It's not like I can hear them clearly anyways.
It's not the insult which she threw at me. I'm not even angry for everything she said. It's just that she asked me exactly what I had been asking myself all these years. The most important question of my life.
The thing is, I did try. I tried to not live anymore and ended everything for good. But it turns out, I'm just a coward.
A coward who couldn't put an end to her own misery.
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Hazel Lawrence. A self-employed young adult who is losing her life every single day as nothing changes for better or worse. After leaving her parents house and living independently in a far away city, Hazel thought she would eventually heal from everything she had been through. As if leaving the town behind will also mean leaving every memory and pain behind. But just like the moon which always followed her dad's car as a kid, the pain and memory of it all never left her side. They stayed beside like the best friend she never had. They kept her awake at night and choked her to death as she slept.
Will Hazel get the kind of ending she's always got or the life will finally show some mercy on her after taking so many tests?
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