Everybody has already gone home from school, and even the after school activities have all gone home. I texted mom a while back and told her that I had made it home and would call her later. Lie. Lie. Lie. Even though my breathing improved and I finally felt like my chest wasn’t caving in, I still didn’t feel right so I took two more pills. I was well past my limit, but the more I take the better I feel. This was easy. The feeling of floating made me think of how easy it would be to just take the whole bottle. Just let the sleep consume me and not burden anymore people with my problems. No one would have to worry about me anymore. I wouldn’t have to fight with myself everyday to breathe or to think or to even feel. This had to be the best plan ever. I could do this. I could just disappear from it all. No more pain for me and no more pain for anyone else. The only thing I hope is that Moon will not end up with Melody. Is that horrible of me?
