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I woke up in a grey morning, which the strongest feelings were of sadness and shock, making my mind go dizzy. There was rain outside, and so in my eyes.
While holding my own hands, in attempt of getting myself warm, I felt alone. The truth that has been hiding itself inside my eyes, avoiding the light, finally came out. And then, I saw myself hopeless, lost again.
There was silence. And silence brought me pain, once more. There was no sound of birds, no sound of wind, making me feel like I’ve been locked inside a cold and huge box, with no life around. Suddenly, I started crying harder than ever. Louder. But there was no one, there was no soul but mine. The breeze seemed to be my only friend, and for a while I thought of communicating, messing its job of getting every part of my body freezed. Again, there was no hope.
The fear was getting me paranoid, watching every move of my feet, avoiding my own thoughts. I have fallen to the abism, which I’ve never been before. How could such sweet creature become the devil? All those walls were painted in red, and the color of my eyes started melting and falling down with the tears. One time. One shot. And it was gone.
The collapsing bunch of ideas were getting my head filled with anger and primate feelings. I had nothing but the instinct. Not sure if I was dreaming, not sure if I was going insane. So I took the gun. One time. One shot.
In the deepest dark of the box, there was no life again. But, this time, no life at all.