Dead Silence
I got up from my messy and dirty bed. I looked down and puked at the sight of the mess. Dried Blood, Salty Tears, Blood Stained Knife, Alcohol, Drugs, Broken Glass were laying there. I shut my eyes and took the unclean knife. The knife looked so beautiful... my blood smeared in it..so dazzling. Small tears escaped my eyes... My lips curved into a satisfied smile. My legs escorted me to the bathroom. I closed the door. I aimed the knife right where my heart was. I sniffed and laughed. Then... silence. Dead Silence fell across the bathroom.
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