s'il vous plait (please)

lamest way for you to die

~A walling blizzard and death of night... ~

    DAY 0

"Oh fucking shit "! Throws my phone down as  I sigh both angry and ashamed of myself I did it again I let someone make my fracture heart even more broken.. "God dammit man " hits the glass as the mirror breaks making lines branch the output the broken  face as I look at my reflection all I saw was a 19 year old black male with brown eyes short buzzed cut hair and unredeeming  traits
  There I stood my name is Antonio Rogers  and I'm what you'd call pathetic hopeless the list goes on.. My girlfriend dumped me and by picture text no less of her fucking some run of the mill pretty boy as I ass at home during Christmas playing games with friends and family  all to look at me in shock  from my vulgar language and the fact I punched the living room mirror as blood flowed down the broke glass
  "Tony what's wrong  you barely cuss like that in front of others"my brother asked my as he yanks me to look at him as I hold my bleeding knuckles as i look at him only  pointing to my phone as he picks it up seeing what was sent only to cut it off soon after as i remove  my self from my family to head to my room as i sigh laying face first in  my bed                                                                         god why must i be tortured like this why cant i just be happy and not comically lonely why!i shouted calling out god as i start throwing things as i grab my charger as i'm jolted with electricity falling to the ground...

                                   3 hours later 

i wake up to the house silent and the place was dark do to a blackout as i groaned get up from the floor ok i think i almost died there because of me being stupid ugh i fell like Tom and Jerry right now or daffy duck those guys could take a hit looks at my pocket knife on the ground  as I slip in on my pants pocket as I hear a three branch tap on my window  as I get up only to feel the room spinning to passout on the floor again  as I see in in a puddle of blood from my hand shit I'm bleeding out but I can't move... Fuck I'm getting  sleepy... Help.. Please my last words where harsh and low  as death grasp took me into death itself

              Day 1

I feel myself floating it's dark and cold
"wake up  young  soul your unfortunate time has ended and the life after begins now... Hahaha"said a eerie voice well shit this story is going to get crazy as all hell God please help me!