• The lights fade to black. I've made the choice, there's no going back.
    I put it to my head, and pull the trigger.
    The sound echoes, but then all is quiet. I feel at peace, I don't have
    to fight it. No more pain. No more sorrow. It's just too bad, I won't
    see tomorrow.
    My heart stops beating. My blood runs cold. My arm falls down, the gun
    along with it.
    I am found the next day. A bullet in my brain, and a gun on the floor.
    My mother cries, as does my father. But these tears aren't real....why
    even bother?
    Weeks go on, the pain sets in. They realize I'm gone, and not coming
    back. That's when I hear the sound of a gat. She took her own life, as
    did he. In hopes of being here with me.
    The clock strikes 2. I jump to life. I'm in a panic, scream for my
    life. It was all a dream. I know that now. I realize I'm loved, and
    the sorrow is gone. I triumph my fear, this game has been won.
    I go to back to sleep, feeling relieved, as the light fades to black.