Just Let Me Die Novels & Stories

I collapse onto the bed, curling in on myself, hands gripping my chest, fingers digging into my shirt like that’ll stop my heart from shattering. "Lucas? Lucas!" Their voices sound far away now, distorted, desperate. But maybe… maybe this is it. Maybe I should just let go. Maybe if I die, the pain will finally fucking stop.

I exclaimed, cursed, cried, and hugged my knees closer to my chest. "Fine! Now I know how it feels to be left alone by someone so dear to you. Alright! It's not good in any way. You're right. It hurts. It hurts like f*ck. But why do you have to die, huh? You should... You should be living your life like what we talked about. I know you have so much left to do and to achieve... Your family, they need you. I... I need you. Now, what am I going to do? Hold my breath, suffocate, and die? Oh, I wish it would be that easy. I still need to wait for about eleven hours. Tsk! F*ck! Your last words are 'I will see you soon'. How soon? A decade? A century? That's bullshit! Ugh!" I blurted out all the co

"Let's get this over with." ***

There's so much I haven't done yet. There's so much I haven't felt yet. A stream of hot tears flow down my cheeks. "I really don't want to die, especially not here. And not like this." I choke on the lucrid smell of my burning flesh, as I watch my legs disappear alongside a part of my abdomen. "Anybody out there, I don't want to die... please..." I beg whatever god would lend an ear to my broken pleas. “Me…lin…da. I’m…so.. sorry…”

I feel like dying! "Madam, can't you release the app? I want to use it now!"

"Why don't you just die…..for all I care" "Just die and let me have my peace of mind…!!!!" I scream letting her go She fell on the floor gasping for breath, I ignored her and walked upstairs

"Ms. Griffin, are you the one who scheduled the death care service?" I nodded and pointed weakly at a cardboard box nearby. "After I pass away, please play everything in this box at my funeral." After I finished speaking, my hand dropped to my side. I heard the man sigh beside me. "Ms. Griffin, you've been through a lot in this life. Leave the rest to me."

At this moment, I could feel my whole life flashing right in front of my eye. Thinking about it clearly, I don't even have anything to be proud of, no sort of achievement so even if I die now, I will definitely become a ghost. So, I DON'T WANT TO DIE! I STILL WANT TO LIVE AND HAVE MY REVENGE! "Let... Go" I patted his hand desperately as I was constantly losing breath, if he holds on I might really die.

I could die and no one would care. But I didn’t want to die. No, I can’t die. I didn’t suffer for so many years to just die without escaping from this hellhole. I let that thought fester in my mind until I couldn’t hold it anymore. My vision blurred. My chest tightened. My limbs went slack. And then everything went dark. ***

Is that a reason why I am alright to die now? Is my present not needed anymore? Is that why the comic and this world is killing me? i can't stop thinking what should happen to me if i didn't go to the west but what could i possibly do now i will die tomorrow this cold and dark place i can't see any hope that we will leave the rotten smell of this place is littering in my body i know that i smell like dead people but i don't really care suddenly i feel like my senses shuts down all i care right now is to die in peace i want to die quietly maybe i should ask them to just stab me with their sword i don't care how many times they want to do it but at least i will not feel that my body is being b