Just Let Me Die Mga Nobela at Kwento

or maybe it's just my eyes playing dying tricks on me. Before I die please God, please.....don't let me die. I promise I will be a good person. I fight to keep my eyes open. Hoping to the figure advancing towards me won't disappear, but it was no use. And once again I let go. Falling into the darkness. (Today's update, checked. Hope you guys liked it. Please rate and comment. Love y'all. ADIOS.)

I only pray death does not end me forever. *

Laughing until our sides hurt. Waking up next to him every morning. A future. A life. A forever with him by my side. “How did it come to this?” I choked out, slamming a fist weakly against the floor. “How the hell am I alone in a supply closet—dying?! At twenty-fucking-five?!” My voice cracked into a scream. “I don’t want to die!” I curled in on myself. “I don’t want to die, I don’t want to die, I don’t—”

This cannot be my life… This… I feel so sleepy now… Perhaps I should just die in this so-called sleep… I wish I have been overdosed by Leah and I die… There is nothing to leave for…

Right now, I need to be alone. I had hoped that life was looking up for me when Darren came into my life, but as always, life has a way of turning everything good to shit. At least for me. Crying for what seems like hours, I lay on the cold tiles of the entry way and wish I was dead. Finally, telling myself that it can only get better, I pick myself up and go to take a bath. Running the water, I don't hear the door open behind me and Chris walk in. Sitting on the tub naked, he stands behind me staring.

Her eyes became dull and were full of sadness. "I just liked him and I thought we could be something. I didn't know I would only end up as 'just a fuck'." "Did he really say that to you?" Ayra asked and Selene slowly nodded her head, not able to meet her eyes. Ayra's heart skipped a beat ~ Just a fuck. If she were to push with her lewd thoughts and bring them to life, would he also think of her as such? She knew she wouldn't be able to deal with the heartbreak.

Even if I didn't want Elena's grave beside mine, she was still buried next to me in the end. At least I was going back to my own world soon and didn't have to be tormented by these people after death. "Two dead? Good. Only one cold devotee left." "I've got nothing left to say. I just hope Daniel will be happy in his next life instead of running into these people." All the comments were now on my side. Deep down, I did feel a bit of warmth upon knowing this. My spirit gradually dispersed, and after a very, very long time, I finally woke up.

I said. I put the phone down on the desk without ending the call, and I looked at the window for a while. The city outside was doing what the city did. Someone on the street below was arguing with a delivery driver about a parking space. A pigeon was investigating something on the windowsill of the building across the road. The extraordinary and the ordinary occurring simultaneously in the way they always did, indifferent to each other and to me. My father had been murdered for telling the truth.

Oliver ordered him, but it didn't break him. "I...I can't..." He replied hesitantly. He loved his business more than his life and didn't want all those dark secrets to come out, for they could destroy everything. "I'm asking one last time... WHO IS IT!!?" Oliver lost his temper. The man on the gunpoint stayed quiet and didn't even move a little. He lowered his head and just waited for his death. "Sorry then..." Oliver said one last time before he pulled the trigger. The bullet went into his head, causing immediate death. Oliver didn't even flinch or have a disturbed expression on his face after killing that guy.

I announce before leaving the room leaving everyone in shock. I sigh audibly while trudging towards my room, this day is getting crazier by the minute I can't wait for tomorrow's note sarcastic term there'.