This story is just a fiction that does not refer to real life, it's just a lesson for the reader suffering from depression.
It was 3 pm. She was fed up with her cheeseburger and fries. Plus the coke.
"It's only been an hour," she said to himself. She was hardly ready for the morning looking at his watch.
It's almost a treat that you think is waiting. After eating, she left for the fast-food she ate. Go here, go there. She didn't know where she was going. She just sat in one of the benches where no one was sitting. Thinking, watching, laughing alone.
"It's so delicious feeling. You will eat what you want and then sit down". She said to her self.
At about 3:30, she left his place. She was coming home. When she got home around 3:55, she couldn't find anyone. After all, she's used to being alone. Well trained. Of course, their family is complete, happy, and whatever, but she prefers to be alone. That's because she grew up. Alone. She looked in the mirror as she did when he left for school.
"I don't like you. I don't want you".
The mirror told her.
"Why?? Let's just be together ah! We can't be mad!.
she said, “I just don't want you. I haven't liked you since you were growing up. Since you've been conscious. You have since learned all the bad things in the world. I do not want you to lose your life, I do not want to hurt you, I do not want anything bad to happen to you because I know you will break. I know, it hurts and hurts you. I do not want anymore."
She thought about what the mirror said. Well, she's lonely, lonely in denial deep problems but she knows, at any moment, she can do what others fear.
"But don't do what you plan to do. You love me a lot. Just talk to them. Don't do that. I know I don't like you but you don't.
Because..................
”She didn't the glass was turned off. She broke it. She was crying. Tires mess. Her hands were red already holding the cheeseburger and fries she was eating. Crying, moaning like a child, she could no longer think sober.
I DONT WANT ANYMORE!
I DONT WANT ANYMORE!
I DONT WANT ANYMORE!
She says it over and over again, even though his brain is saying the same thing. Turn around. Mirrors of glass were seen. Took the biggest crack. It was placed on the wrist as if it were an expensive bracelet. Applied to the wrist, still full of life and hope. She did so slowly, like a drop of blood.
That day, 5:00 in the afternoon, she was found in front of broken glass with a body wrist, once full of life and hope, now, wrapped up cold and sad of the sickle of Death.
Lesson learned:
I don't know if I did well. I just thought it was messing with my brain. For those who want to commit suicide, just slow down. You're not alone. Many people love you. I know, it's hard to live in the world we live in but we don't have to fight. And to those who have suffered from depression, depression, and whatever the reason for their suicide, even though I don't know you, I love you!. Always remember that we should enjoy life.
Suicide, caused mostly by depression is one deadly act. It pains me to stupor when I see or hear of people who do so. I just wish they could understand life the way I do and know that there's always a way out