HELP ME [short story]

Epilogue

Dear reader,

Ever felt being accused...blamed?

Ever felt of being accused of someone's death?

Probably not.

I needed help.

Nobody helped.

Until someone did, but people dared calling them a hallucination.

I sat down and had a long thought about life.

I found no reason to live.

I felt I was trapped in a small box with no exit.

I had a thought;

'Maybe if i die...I may see an exit'

If you're reading this letter,

My time in this world is up.

I want to remind you;

You are not alone.

Speak to someone.

Let it all out.

Keeping it all inside you will slowly kill you.

You are not the only one suffering.

Everyone suffers,

Try dealing it in the right manner.

Your voice are heard.

Wise words coming from me huh?

My eyes opened too late.

I had caused someone's death because of my selfishness.

There was not option for me.

Living with the thought of a death I caused is inevitable.

But since you're reading,

Once again, if you're suffering speak to someone.

If you don't trust anyone,

I promise you the author of HELP ME will listen to you,

Without judgements,

And give you the best of advice - as a fellow survivor too.

Thank you for reading xox

Your sincerely  
-  'HER'