In that moment, I didn’t care. I was mad, sad, and depressed. What should I do? Go to sleep and wake up to another Terrible day? Or end it? Never to see anyone again? What should I do? In a spur of the moment, I grab the gun I hide under my bed. Cocking the gun, I hold it to my head ,And pull the trigger. Everything goes black. Then there’s a bright light, I look down and am surprised At what I see. It’s my body, I’m flat on the floor, Blood pouring from my head My mother runs in, See’s my body and falls in a heap, Sobbing and screaming for my father. My father runs in, See’s my body and yells, “Why, son? Why didn’t you talk to someone?” Looking down at my parents, I realize I’ve made a mistake. I’ve made a permanent solution for a temporary problem. I never realized how many people Cared for me, How many people loved me. What have I done? Looking at my parents I send a silent prayer to them “Mother, I’m sorry. I made a mistake. Father, I’m sorry for letting you down. I love you both so much. I’m sorry.” I turn from the ugly scene And follow the light, Away from everyone who loved and cared for me.