It was at that moment when I realised my life did not seem worth living any more. I was sick of everything. The constant voices in my head. I didn't need this. First my dad and older brother are cut from life and now my own mother. Just to make things worse for me I had watched it happed. I watched as Buu had destroyed the last member of my family, the last spark of love in my heart. Even when everything had seemed too much for me to handle she had been there for me. Not anymore. She was just a broken mess on the floor.

Trunks was tugging at my clothes trying to pull me back from the edge of the window. I just wanted to turn round and scream at him. Inside I was burning up. This was the last I could take. I felt as though I could jump from this window and everything would just end up all right. At least id be with my family - the ones who cared for me. I knew I was to face this creature in battle not too long form now, but this did not help my train of thoughts.

It was at that moment I realised that I knew the true meaning of hate. I hated everything. everyone. Why didn't anyone care about me? Why was I being put through this torment? Why had it all gone wrong? It had all gone wrong.

I felt the tears build up inside of me and I fell to the floor. I gripped my black hair and tore at it with my fingernails. The tears came streaming out but it didn't matter. It didn't help. I couldn't feel the pain I was making for myself by clawing at my hair. My pain inside was too deep. It was like I was numbed to everything else.

I could feel the eyes of Piccolo and Trunks upon me. I didn't care what they thought. I just knew I felt like I was falling. searching for a place to hold on to. Failing everything.

It was as though I had been kicked down by life onto a crumbly floor of stability. I had to piece together what little parts left of my stability were left in my life but I got kicked in the head yet again only to fall into the abyss of nothingness and watch whilst life destroys what little stability in my life I had pieced together and laughs at me.

I had dropped into the bottomless-pit of decay and I wasn't going to venture out.

I can't explain what I was going through, but I know I needed someone to turn to. Now know one was alive for me to go to when I was troubled what would I do. How could I cope?

My burning flame of hope and inner-peace had been put out.. And it wasn't going to be relit..