I curled into a ball.

" Idiot, useless.."

Tears started forming onto my eyes.

" You are another fucking whore."

I tried blocking the voices but i couldn't. They were laughing, judging me.

" Go to hell, you deserve to die."

I felt like i couldn't breath, like someone was choking me to death.

" Just die already! You aren't beautiful or smart. No social at all, no friends or family!"

The voices kept screaming as i put my hands over my ears but they kept shouting saying awful things.

I grabbed a knife.

" Do it."

I pointed it at myself crying and sobbing silently.

" We don't have time, do it."

My knife inches away from my weak body.

" He will come soon, you don't have much time, only some seconds."

And i did it.

The knife pierced my flesh making blood to stream down my body. My lips formed into a smile as the voices stopped, my eyes puffy and red.

And i saw him coming in my room, finding me.

He started panicking, trying to keep me in life but everything was useless.

He called an ambulance.

The doctors tried hard.

" She didn't survive, Mr. Hirsch."

And he kept crying, asking why waiting hopeless for an answer that he would never get.

" Depression."

That's what they said. But i know the truth, it wasn't depression but something worse.

" Love."

Love brought me here, down on my knees. Always being rejected by men, society.

He started drinking a lot, smoking without caring a bit for his life.

" He just said that he wanted us to be friends and not something more."

He thought it was his fault but it wasn't.

He was the last to reject me.

And forever be.

Goodbye world.

Goodbye mean humans.

...

Goodbye Alex.