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MEDDIE’S POV

I couldn’t sleep properly all night. My mind plagued with every dark thought a person can have. I have questioned my whole existence countless times in my life, but never has it been this bad, bad to the point of suicidal thoughts entering my head every five seconds.

Should I make cut on both my wrists?

Should I cut my throat?

Should I sneak into the armory to kill myself with a gun?

Should I just stop eating food and drinking water? Die a painful death. At least then, then I can say in the afterlife, I did something with passion and intent, that my existence wasn’t a complete disappointment to everyone surrounding me.