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TOOK MY LIFE AWAY
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I blinked as I regained consciousness. I had hit my head hard, or had someone hit me? Then I realised I was holding a bloody knife in my hand. I roamed around my sight, trying to recall what happened. I let go the knife that was on my hand before. I looked down and I found some blood scattered on the floor.
"What happened?" I asked, trying to stand up but I feel a little bit dizzy. My knees are trembling, and my hands are shaking. I sat on the floor, leaning against the wall. I tried to remember everything but nothing came into picture.
When I have regain my strength, I slowly stood and took a step, heading to the bathroom.
"What just happened here?" I face the mirror in the bathroom. I stared to my hands with some blood. I opened the faucet and washed it. I was about to come out from the bathroom when a man suddenly showed up.
My forehead ceased in confusion. A smirk plastered on his face. He crossed his arms over his chest. "You're awake now."
"Who are you? And, what happened here?" I asked, confusion is eating me.
He took a step and exhaled a large amount of breath. "You don't remember? I'm in you all the time." He took another step, coming towards me.
"You've killed everyone that you hated. You killed yourself," he said.
I gaped. His words echoe in my mind, repeating all over again. Coldness starting to envelopes me.
I shook my head in fear. "No! This isn't true!"
I went out to the bathroom and went to my room. There, I found myself dead, lifeless.
I found a note saying, "I'm dead by the time you'll read this, Mom and Dad. I took my own life because I forgot how to live when my classmate bullied me. You've never listen to me just because I am just your adopted son and my classmate is your real son."
Because of all the bad things happened in my life, how my foster parents never believed in me, how my brother took control over me, mistreated and abused me, how my classmates bullied me for I am an adopted, I have created something in my mind. Something that eating my system and driven by his words to kill everyone, but the truth is, I've never kill anyone.I killed myself.I took my life away. I committed suicide.
I blinked as I regained consciousness. I had hit my head hard, or had someone hit me? Then I realised I was holding a bloody knife in my hand. I roamed around my sight, trying to recall what happened. I let go the knife that was on my hand before. I looked down and I found some blood scattered on the floor.
"What happened?" I asked, trying to stand up but I feel a little bit dizzy. My knees are trembling, and my hands are shaking. I sat on the floor, leaning against the wall. I tried to remember everything but nothing came into picture.
When I have regain my strength, I slowly stood and took a step, heading to the bathroom.
"What just happened here?" I face the mirror in the bathroom. I stared to my hands with some blood. I opened the faucet and washed it. I was about to come out from the bathroom when a man suddenly showed up.
My forehead ceased in confusion. A smirk plastered on his face. He crossed his arms over his chest. "You're awake now."
"Who are you? And, what happened here?" I asked, confusion is eating me.
He took a step and exhaled a large amount of breath. "You don't remember? I'm in you all the time." He took another step, coming towards me.
"You've killed everyone that you hated. You killed yourself," he said.
I gaped. His words echoe in my mind, repeating all over again. Coldness starting to envelopes me.
I shook my head in fear. "No! This isn't true!"
I went out to the bathroom and went to my room. There, I found myself dead, lifeless.
I found a note saying, "I'm dead by the time you'll read this, Mom and Dad. I took my own life because I forgot how to live when my classmate bullied me. You've never listen to me just because I am just your adopted son and my classmate is your real son."
Because of all the bad things happened in my life, how my foster parents never believed in me, how my brother took control over me, mistreated and abused me, how my classmates bullied me for I am an adopted, I have created something in my mind. Something that eating my system and driven by his words to kill everyone, but the truth is, I've never kill anyone.I killed myself.I took my life away. I committed suicide.
