I have this fantasy, which I think about sometimes.
I leave home, I'm walking down a road. Out of nowhere, someone shoots me in the head. I don't see it coming - I have no clue. I'm just caught in a crossfire I didn't even know about. And instantly, within a fraction of a second, I'm dead.
Suicide is sad. It is also a sin, so this way, someone else does the job for me. I meet God and God takes me to a land where there is no sadness and I live there for ever and ever.
I leave home, I'm walking down a road. Out of nowhere, someone shoots me in the head. I don't see it coming - I have no clue. I'm just caught in a crossfire I didn't even know about. And instantly, within a fraction of a second, I'm dead.
Suicide is sad. It is also a sin, so this way, someone else does the job for me. I meet God and God takes me to a land where there is no sadness and I live there for ever and ever.
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