[ ]I decided. I'm gonna D I E.[ ]Her monotonous voice delivered those heartless lines. I stared at her figure as she was looking down from the balcony she was standing at.

"What do you mean? What happened? Are you depressed? Has something been bugging you?"

[ ]No...do you even need a reason to die?[ ]She asked, confusion etched on her face as she glanced at me.

"There's gotta be a reason."

[ ]There isn't.[ ]

"Why would you want to die?" I was now tearing up and mad at her.

[ ]I just want to. Can't that be good enough?[ ]

"No. Why?"

[ ]Why... Ask yourself.[ ]

My eyes widened. I glanced down as I felt pain from my hands. Red, crimson red blood covered my tanned hands as small pieces of broken glass were stabbing my skin. The broken glass were from the mirror.

The mirror infront of me. Showing a demented figure of myself.

["What? I-I don't want to die.. What even..."] I grabbed my hair forcefully as I took a step back.

And I fell down the balcony.

I now know the reason.

I wanted to die because-

[COMPLETED]

How about you? Do you want to die? Do you value your life? Do you have a reason on why you want to die? Do you know why you can't die yet?

Better know first before doing a deed that can't be redone.