THe knife flashes as I take a deep breath and position it in place at my neck. Fire erupts across my skin, and ruby-red blood spurts on the forest floor, where no one will find me in time. I bite my lip, and all I can do is wait and watch as the world slowly fades to
B
L
A
C
K.
Because after all, once your dreams have been shattered on the floor, and your life turned upside down, there is no point in continuing on.
Why did I even write this? Oh, right, it's because I feel depressed right now.