His hand reaches for the gun. He hesitates and takes it. He walks and writes a note to his family. He walks down the stairs and waits for death to come. He walks towards his parents' car. He opens the door with his parents' keys. He says a prayer to God. He fingers the gun nervously. He holds it to his head. He breathes in. Tears bursts from him. He says, No, No, No, No. He says sorry to mom and dad. He fingers the trigger. He presses it gently. A blow is heard that echoes through the neighborhood. Dogs bark. People come out of their houses. He feels pain. A big pain. He screams. He cries. He falls. He says a last thought in his mind, "I wish I hadn't done this! I WISH--" His eyes roll back. His heart stops. His body stops. His mind stops. His life stops. Game over.
Reason for writing:
i think you already know....
Birth sign: Virgo
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