Literature
Thoughts
Ive done it all. Ive written my note, said my goodbyes. All thats left is to draw the blade down my arm, and my mission will be complete. Mom and Dad are on a date. Katie is at Grandmas. Yes, everything seems to have fallen into place. I sit, fully clothed, in out large bathtub, and a thought hits me: Do I have any regrets? About killing myself, about leaving behind all those who were truly important to me.
Breath deeply, trying to calm myself. I twirl the freshly sharpened razor between my fingers, willing myself to go through with this.
So many nights I have laid awaked, planning this night. Waiting for the right t