Seharusnya Aku Mati Novels & Stories

But I can’t afford to leave him, but I will die if I stay. What if I die? Will they be happy? Am I such a worthless person, so I should just die? Maybe they would be even happier if I lost. Everyone hates me, especially my parents, I don’t know why they are so mad. I do everything they want, but why do I still seem to be wrong?

I should move or else I will die. Move Mia, just take one step at a time and move. I want to get the constant reminder that I am a failure, a nobody. A disaster. Now he is back, he will take me back, and make my life ten times worse. Death wouldn't be so bad right, it's okay to want peace right. The burn on my skin increases causing a sharp cry to leave my lips yet I can't bring myself to move. I should just die. My heart thumps loudly as liquid rolls down my cheeks, I slowly wipe my sweaty palms on my sides as my lips quiver when a sudden realization hits me.

"Sibyl that's enough!" "No it's not! You all should just kill me or I am going to do it for you! I don't care what it takes, you should treat me better if you are going to use me. Master my foot!" I spat. No one said anything. I could only hear angry breathing. I finally realized my mistake, what should I do? Are they going to kill me for real? I am not even ready to die!

"Was it that infinite, something like immortality?" "Yes." Naipikit ko na lamang ang mga mata ko at hiniling na sana panaginip na lamang ulit ang lahat. I didn't want to die but being immortal is a different case. At least give me a proper death! Oh god... saan ba ako lulugar?

Make him die. But guess what?

~Akara The weight of the room bears heavily on me, to the point I can't stand it anymore, and rush out of the room. Both Marek and Tai follow me, but none of them know what to say. They could either allow me to live, and turn into an irredeemable monster and completely lose my sense or self, or they could be merciful and let me die. "You have to kill me," I demand. If they won't do it, I'll do it to myself.

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…”

This seems stupid but I'm stuck in a car driving to the end of a cliff that I cannot control. "HELPP!!" I screamed, knowing no one is here and no one will come. "Somebody help me. PLEASE!!" My voice is breaking. I can feel the warmth of my tears as it rolls down my cheeks in my futile attempt to control the direction I'm headed. I tried to pull the top of the seat off so I can break the window and at least get out of here. Even if not unharmed, I'll at least be alive. I'm too young to die. This is not how I expected my last day on earth to be. I haven't accomplished anything and... this might sound odd but I thought that if I die young, I'll die by hunger. Not a car accident.

I closed my eyes and waited for death to come. "Are you crazy?"

I wonder fоr a second іf I’m оvеrdоѕіng. Iѕ thіѕ hоw I’m gоіng tо dіе? Choking on thе еdgе оf thе road, my death unrероrtеd bесаuѕе I’m just a hooker, a nobody whо dоеѕn’t matters?