okay, I've thought hard about finishing the story I started and decided that just this time, I'm doing it because I cant stand it when stuff like that happens to me.


I think I titled it, Trip-Up-Stairs.

...After trying to vomit up the pills I took using my fingers at first, I shoved most of my hand as far as I could into my mouth, but couldnt attain any gag reflex action at all. Now, more than what I told myself that there was no way in hell I'd ask help from my ex, my daughter finding me dead in the morning threw that promise to myself into the trash, so I picked up the phone and called her. All I said to my ex wife was that I had taken some pills. Her response was that she was on her way.
My second attempt went better that time but something was over the top a sight that was beyond beyond. the round pills that were in the sink were all standing upright, altogether in a square configuration. I just stood there and stared for a short time thinking to myself that this was curiously bizarre before I reached for the handle flushing them down the drain. I went into my bedroom and played down thinking that i should call the ex back and let her know, but she lived only...