Chapter 33:

XXXIII | Someone’s Wrong

Something's Not Right


'I didn't kill them!'

I sound guilty
even to myself.

My fingers
curled

around the bottle of paint

are cramped,
numb.

I can't squeeze it.

I'm a coward.

The reason I didn't take O Levels
wasn't

anyone's fault—

not even
the voices

or the hallucinations—

it's because

I'm a coward.

I screw the lid back
and put the bottle down.

It'll be better

to let all this anger out
and go back to

being a vegetable.

(Or even better—die.)

But
every attempt at dying
just multiplies the guilt

when it fails.

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