Notes: Hey! I have yet another Star Trek story. There's no Star Trek in this chapter, but there
will be in the next one. I promise. ^_^ Please R/R to let me know what you think. ^_^
Disclaimer: This disclaimer applies to the whole story. I don't own Star Trek: Voyager. It is a
copyright of Paramount Pictures.
The young girl softly cried as she swallowed the 246'th pill. She was attempting to end her
short, young life by overdosing on pain killers.
'... 247...' she counted in her head, '... 248... 249... one more.' she thought. 'One more and I
will be free of this suffering.' She had decided that 250 pills would be enough. Each pill had
200 milligrams in them, so she decided to take 5000 milligrams. That would be enough to kill
her, wouldn't it? Using pain killers also seemed the best thing to do. She never liked pain
so she wouldn't slit her wrists, and she was using these pain killers to end her pain, wasn't
she?
As she lay the last pill, number 250, and let it slide down her throat, she began to have second
thoughts.
"Wait a minute, I don't really want to die." she shouted. But no one heard. She tried to get
up, but she was too weak. She tried to make herself vomit, but she couldn't. She never really
liked to throw up either.
She tried again to get up, but her body's response was the same as the last time she tried. Thud.
Throughout her whole life, she always felt like she was alone. But now, she felt more alone then
ever.
Her family was gone. That's why she chose this time to do it, so no one could save her.
Finally, she gave up. Her attempts to save her life were futile. Slowly, she lay her body on
the floor, closed her eyes, and waited to die, tears streaming down her face.
Notes: So, what'd you think? I know, I'm not very good with writing suicide things, but it was
what I was feeling when I wrote it. Flames are welcome. I don't think anything can make my self
esteem any lower than it already is. Please review. It will be greatly appreciated.
will be in the next one. I promise. ^_^ Please R/R to let me know what you think. ^_^
Disclaimer: This disclaimer applies to the whole story. I don't own Star Trek: Voyager. It is a
copyright of Paramount Pictures.
The young girl softly cried as she swallowed the 246'th pill. She was attempting to end her
short, young life by overdosing on pain killers.
'... 247...' she counted in her head, '... 248... 249... one more.' she thought. 'One more and I
will be free of this suffering.' She had decided that 250 pills would be enough. Each pill had
200 milligrams in them, so she decided to take 5000 milligrams. That would be enough to kill
her, wouldn't it? Using pain killers also seemed the best thing to do. She never liked pain
so she wouldn't slit her wrists, and she was using these pain killers to end her pain, wasn't
she?
As she lay the last pill, number 250, and let it slide down her throat, she began to have second
thoughts.
"Wait a minute, I don't really want to die." she shouted. But no one heard. She tried to get
up, but she was too weak. She tried to make herself vomit, but she couldn't. She never really
liked to throw up either.
She tried again to get up, but her body's response was the same as the last time she tried. Thud.
Throughout her whole life, she always felt like she was alone. But now, she felt more alone then
ever.
Her family was gone. That's why she chose this time to do it, so no one could save her.
Finally, she gave up. Her attempts to save her life were futile. Slowly, she lay her body on
the floor, closed her eyes, and waited to die, tears streaming down her face.
Notes: So, what'd you think? I know, I'm not very good with writing suicide things, but it was
what I was feeling when I wrote it. Flames are welcome. I don't think anything can make my self
esteem any lower than it already is. Please review. It will be greatly appreciated.