i wrote a… short essay story of sorts. here’s an excerpt. will link it here.
Suicide Note.
He placed the serrated blade on the table beside his bed. The flickering candle causing the shadows to dance and to seemingly mock him, calling him out, tempting him, daring him. His eyes could barely focus on anything after consuming such a tremendous amount of alcohol, and his head hurt whenever he tries to think. It was a fool’s idea. It really was a fool’s idea to drink himself to oblivion. He should have known that alcohol would not remove the pain and sorrow. Now he regretted drinking so much as it affected his ability to place the blade properly on his wrist.
would you like to know more? here’s the file. keep in mind, it will be lame. really lame. btws, the story’s called Suicide Note. should be able to be opened by Microsoft Word 97-2003.
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