A/N: Brace yourselves, many of you will not like this.
11. It's The Only Way
After school, Lizzie told Miranda that she needed to be alone. So Miranda walked with Lizzie and turned right on her street.
"Bye, Mir."
"Bye!"
As Lizzie walked home alone, the weirdest thought came into her head. *The only way to escape all this pain and confusion, is death.* She tried to ignore it, but it was like a voice getting louder and louder. It was unbearable.
"Hey sweetie, how was school?" her mom asked.
"It was um- ok. I'm going up to my room."
"Ok."
Lizzie shut the door to be alone with her thoughts. (A/N: Remember how Gordo had little people in his head? Well, for this chapter, Lizzie's gonna have them too.)
*Death is the only way. It can't be, there has got to be another way. There is no other way and you know it. No, no, NO! Yes, yes, yes. You are wrong!*
Lizzie didn't know what to do. It was like in those movies where they put a devil and an angel and they were fighting! She laid on her bed and realized that the "devil" was right. There was not other way. *Ok. We finally started going somewhere. The probabilities of you dying by natural causes or in an accident are slim to none. You have to commit suicide. *A little tiny Lizzie appeared on her mind. When she heard this Tiny Lizzie gulped, "Suicide?" *Yes, suicide. "How" That's for you to decide.*
That same afternoon, Lizzie was still lying on her bed thinking about suicide. It seemed like such a simple, but stupid idea at the same time. It was the perfect answer to her problems, but a part of her told her it was wrong. *Aaaa! This is so confusing.* The little angel started trying to convince Lizzie that the devil was wrong, but it didn't work. The little devil had won the fight, Lizzie was going to do it..
*Ok, I'm gonna do it, but how?* Lizzie decided to make a small list to consider her options.
*Nobody can find it, so I'm going to write it in my diary.*
Pill overdose: I don't know how to swallow pills. (A/N:I know this is highly improbable, but I can't do it either!)
Strangling myself: Too painful.
Stabbing myself or shooting a gun: way, WAY to painful.
*Ok, this is gonna be harder than I thought.*
A/N: Please don't criticize me. It's my plot and my idea. To all of you who are against this, I don't recommend you people to keep reading. (I don't know why people say these kinds of things. Everyone knows they are gonna keep reading anyways… o well.)
