It's Too Much

by Lunar Stag

Harry was done, finished. He didn't want to bear this anymore. So, he wouldn't, and that was the end of that. One-Shot, Character Death. Pre-Hogwarts.

AN: Hey there, just a little warning for you all: this is depressing and includes character death/suicide. Pre-Hogwarts. One-shot. I Do Not Own Harry Potter.

If you are having suicidal thoughts please tell your friends and family and ask for help. We want you in this world.

Harry P.O.V.

I raised the rope in my hand, looking at it. This simple item would provide me with my salvation, from the hatred, the beatings, and from my small cupboard prison.

This is it. The famous end. The end of my existence. I will no longer be apart of this wretched and twisted world. I hope they are glad. They wanted this. They gave me no other choice. I won't put up with this anymore. It's too much. Too much pain, too much torture.

I put it's loop over my head, and tightened the knot. The other end was already swung over the tree branch in the backyard. All I need to do was kick the chair out from under me, and this glorious rope would set me free.

I kicked.

*snap*