I woke up the next day and knew this was it. This was my last couple of hours.
I wouldn't go to school.
I wouldn't wake or rise from my sleep.
Not anymore.
I had grown so weary the past couple of years and I knew, I just knew, that it was my turn to be truly happy. I put on skinny jeans and a cute shirt. I didn't care much today, but I made myself presentable. I walked into the bathroom and brushed my teeth. I walked back into my room.
I grabbed a peice of paper and wrote, 'Everything is explained on my laptop, time: 11:00'
It was really only ten-thirty, but I planned on everything happeing at eleven.
I walked into my closet, getting out my step latter and rope. I hung the rope on the hook I had installed the week before. I thought a while, until I heard my alarm go off.
It read '10:59'
I got up and slipped the rope around my neck. I waited as the clock turned from, 10:59 to 11:00.
I kicked the latter, as I did, 'Good bye' escaped my lips and a single tear lept from my eye.
That was the end of me.
What if, it had beem different?
