My last day to live.

I woke up very early, the sky was black except for the big round full moon. It looks like a piece of silver shining in the dark.

So fast as I could I changed into my clothes and ran downstairs.

When I went outside I realized I only wore black clothes.

I must looked like I would go to a funeral.

But I didn't thought any longer about it.

I ran all the way down to the water, until I got out of my shoes and walked into the cold water.

I knew that it would be cold but it was like sharp knives made of ice. Heartless, picking on your skin, on your muscles. My legs were not any longer able to move inside of the dark cold water.

I got out and my whole body began to shake. If somebody saw me at this time, than this person would only thinking that I'm a crazy little girl who's boyfriend splittted up with.

I looked like a complete mess but I got up and went to the woods.

When my father was alive we used to go inside of them and walk for hours without any clue where we actually were. Only my father knew it and he always managed it to bring us back to our home.

This time I knew where I wanted to be inside of  the woods. It was a little clearing. No one ever came to this place I sat down and began to stare in the sky. The collar changed frome this wonderful black to an dark lilac that gotten lighter and lighter until it became a ocean blue. A mixture of grey, a light blue and even a part of dark green. I loved this color, it reminds me of the stormy sea.

I fall on my back and slowly my breath became heavier, but it was smooth and didn't hurt. It was peaceful and I had the odd feeling of coming home.

I closed my eyes and slowly my life began to slip away.