||This is a flash forward||

I lay on my bed, sobbing. I don't know how I could do this, it just isn't human. And I knew what I had to do to make it up.

If I make too many mistakes in life, why choose to live it?

I raised my head, my face streaming with tears. I don't think I've ever cried this much in my life. I slowly rolled over and collapsed on the ground. I pushed myself up, and began walking to the small kitchen of my hotel room.

I opened a drawer, the one with the cooking utensils. My hand shaking, I reached in and grabbed the knife. I brought it to my eyes and examined it, the blade glistening in the light. I wanted to do this, for I had to make it up to all of my friends.

Hesitantly, I put the tip of the blade on my chest, and heard the door creak open.

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Lol sorry for leaving you there :) I'm just so nice! So this is a new story, and please forgive me if i don't always update all of my stories. It's a lot to handle. Hope you enjoy! ◡̈
~zoesha