but she cannot do it

why can't she do it

why can't she do it

whycan'tshedoit

WHYCAN'TSHEDOIT

"i c a n ' t d o i t"

"p l e a s e," i beg. i crawl onto my knees and grab the gun,

and i force the barrel to my forehead

"please," is the first coherent, forceful thing i have said in forever

"Please," I plead

"PLEASE JUST KILL ME ALREADY!" I bellow.

"i d i d n ' t k n o w t h a t m o n s t e r s c o u l d s p e a k"

she tears the gun away from from my forehead

and i collapse onto the ground in despair

and wish i could pull the trigger myself