I'm going to do it. I'm going to kill myself.
No, I'm not exaggerating.
No, it's not because I accidentally sent a text about my crush, to my crush, instead of my best friend.
No, it's not because I got a D in French, and doing it myself would be less painful, than my mom when she eventually hunts me down.
And no, I'm not doing it because some lady at work, yelled at me to when I told her that she couldn't exchange her dress.
I'm doing it because I have no reason to live. It's that simple. I'm a socially awkward, 40-year-old hermit, trapped in a sixteen-year-old girl's body.
I have some acquaintances, that say hi to me in class that talk to me. But I have no friends, or even a best friend who would watch Pride and Prejudice and Zombies with me and binge on junk food.
My family? they wouldn't miss me. My Dad and mom both have full time jobs and can barely remember me and my siblings names. Hey, having seven kids, knocking that down to six shouldn't be a problem.
My older siblings are busy living life; hitting the clubs, taking road trips to Disney, and eating at little Italy.
My younger siblings are too cellphone dependent; keeping their streaks alive on Snapchat, Face-timing their friends, and making plans to go see Dwayne Johnson's new movie.
And besides it's not like I didn't tell them, at dinner when we were all eating. My parents asked me how was school, and what my plans were for later:
"It was good, and I plan on killing myself later" I said
My mom made a face: "If you're trying to get a hit tv show on Netflix, there are other ways sweetie" she said
"when you do, be sure to take pills" said my little brother "I want to watch the doctors when they pump your stomach" who then looked up the procedure on YouTube and showed me.
So yeah. Here I go. Eh, maybe I'll buy some M&Ms before I do. Preferably the peanut kind, and then end things on a sweet note.
I drove to the store and started walking from the parking lot.
"Hey wait a minute, will ya?" a voice shouted.
YOU ARE READING
On my way to get M&M's
Short StoryThis is just a short story that came to my head and was influenced by thirteen reasons why. I hope you all like it. Constructive criticism is welcome.
