THE PERFECT TIME TO DIE

(CHAPTER 70) ERASE MYSELF

DELETING MYSELF

Tonight I intend to remove myself from this sad world. Wishing that there was not a single memory of me left, time would make that happen. Time will erase the memories of me in their lives.

Without direction and purpose, just walk and keep going. I'm sick of being bullied by God, broken many times and it feels like enough. Rather than having trouble breathing, I would rather not breathe at all.

I'm tired of the fact that I'm just a nuisance to everyone I love to be happy, and maybe I'll be calmer, because I'm not worried about a lot of things anymore. Because I'm tired of hiding, and I hope everyone understands my decision and is happy.

I'm gonna take this goddamn destiny, go to hell with me. After living a bad world, and a reality that tears the heart. Behind my steps towards everlasting peace, I wanted to say a word to myself. That I've done my best, for my life.

And this is the limit of my efforts, but why am I still afraid. Even after I realized that life is too crowded for me, but why am I still afraid. It's all my decision, but why am I still scared. Why death, so scary.

These footsteps stopped, at a subway station. And this place, is the end of my journey. Tomorrow morning I intend to throw my body towards the oncoming train. That's the scenario of my death that I wrote.

Just sitting on a medium-sized bench on the side of the train tracks, waiting for the morning to come. I plan to die at the same time the sun rises.

It was cold tonight, so I wanted to cry. My legs hurt so much, so I wanted to cry. And life is so bitter, so I want to cry. But why can't I cry, why am I afraid.

And in the midst of the darkness as well, I heard a footsteps approaching. The footsteps seemed to be in a hurry, the sound of footsteps grew increasingly audible and then disappeared. And when I opened my eyes, I saw Frisca right in front of me with a breath of breath.

Just staring at him with great confusion, why is he here. He sat next to me, on a bench next to the train tracks. I looked at him, with great curiosity. Frisca seemed busy regulating her breathing, and I saw sweat drenching her body.

“What are you doing here?” My toot.

“You saw a suicidal person.” Frisca replied with a smile.

I just kept quiet and looked at her, and I realized I was forgetting the fact that she was just like me, she could see the future. A question filled in, whether his destiny had changed. And if that changed, why did he come here. Is he here to confirm my death. I don't know it either, but I hope his destiny will change and must change.

“Why are you doing this?” Ask Frisca.

I just fell silent while looking at him, and if I asked why I did this. My reason is to protect Keira, from that fate. Besides, I was tired and tired of being trapped by God. And the other reason is about him and Pasha.