This is how it ends
I feel the chemicals burn in my bloodstream
~Ed Sheeran
Simon was done.
He sighed holding the picture frame in his hand putting down the bottle of alcohol.
Everyone was gone.
He was alone.
His shaky hands slowly tied the knot that would take his life.
Everyone had left him so what was the point?
He was sick of being alone so he threw tied the rope to his ceiling fan.
On Monday night, Simon was pronounced dead, hanging by a string. That night, Simon's string had broke.
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