She lied alone on top of a building late at night, speaking to herself after stopping some thieves. Badly injured and bleeding out, she exclaimed,
"I- I don't want to die, I don't want to disappear. I hate this, I hate boys, I hate my father and mother, I hate everyone!"
"Nobody cares about me, nobody Stays with me! I don't want to depend on anybody, but I hate it at the same time, it's a pain!"
Crying quietly and holding her chest, she slid off the roof, limping into an alleyway. Bleeding out, she repeated,
"I don't wanna be alone, I don't wanna be alone I don't wanna be alone!"
Tears streaming down her face, she yelled out
"Don't leave me..."
Breathing heavily, she struggled to say,
"Don't ignore me."
A gunshot rang out through the city as she spoke in an upset tone and collapsed, saying softly,
"Don't kill me..."
He had tried to kill her, but she had worn a bulletproof vest. However, he killed her soul by walking away as if she was nothing, as if she was unimportant in life.
Rising from the ground, she steadied herself to sit up, shaking as she placed a hand on her chest where the bullet was meant to have gone through. She wondered, "How could he do that?" Shaking her head slowly, she continued, "Everything I did, I did it all for him, and he just shot me without even trying to listen, making me feel guilty as if the world didn't create me, as if he didn't stop to actually help."
In a fit of hollow laughter, tears pouring from her eyes, she sobbed as if she had never cried before. Finally, she whispered,
.
.
.
"You've killed me, you know."
