Chapter 1: Dream and Reality Cough. I no longer even have the strength to cough. The cold doesn’t feel as harsh anymore. So, this is what it’s like to die. Tears fell. Even my tears seemed to freeze in the cold winter air. I guess I’m not even worthy of shedding tears. “Hah. I shouldn’t have done that back then.” These are ...
Chapter 1: Dream and Reality Cough. I no longer even have the strength to cough. The cold doesn’t feel as harsh anymore. So, this is what it’s like to die. Tears fell. Even my tears seemed to freeze in the cold winter air. I guess I’m not even worthy of shedding tears. “Hah. I shouldn’t have done that back then.” These are my final words. A truly regretful thing. I shouldn’t have made that decision on that day in 1993. My life has been ruined ever since. And that’s why I’m here now, dying alone in the winter of 2015. If I could go back to that day, I’d make a different decision. I’ve thought about it countless times. But it’s too late now. I’m getting sleepier. Once I fall asleep, I’ll probably never wake up again. I hope I have a good dream. Bang! The sound of a desk being slammed woke me
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