Chapter 33:
Something's Not Right
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'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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