Sometimes when I'm feeling blue, a lot of "what if" questions enter my mind. Questions like what if I run away from home? What if I pretend to be sick? What if I just lie? What if I go somewhere else where no one knows me? And the scariest of all my questions is what if I kill myself?
Death is my greatest fear. It is the fear of the unknown. I don't have any idea of how painful it could be to die. I don't know if I'm going to heaven or to hell. I don't know if I've already done my mission. I don't know if the people I love would be okay if I can't be there for them. …
