It is Sunday morning. It is time where people head over the church and say their praying. It is the time where people snuggling with their lovers on their bed. It is the time where people find the time to enjoy their cup of coffee with their Sunday news.
Everyone is enjoying their prefect Sunday morning, all, but somewhere in a small town around Texas, a boy named Glas. He was lying down on his bed, lifeless. Pills are scatter all around his bed. He blinked. He wanders if he is making a right choice as he grabs tightly the pills that he hold in his left hand. Three more. He thinks. Tears are forming in his eyes. He never imagined he'll ended up a position like this. Sometime ago, he'll picture himself with Taz, living happily in a pent house that he owned near the seaside of Brisbane. Sometime ago, he'll picture himself having a coffee with his best buddy Oscar in Denver. He smiled when he thoughts of this. Sometime ago. He is once a happy gay guy. He is blessed with parents that are understanding. He is blessed with friends that accept who he is. He is truly blessed.
Glas took a long deep breath. The pills finally kicking in. He feels dizzy, light headed. He gathered all his strength, bring his left hand closer to his mouth, and swallowed the pills. Tears are rolling down to his ears.
Goodbye.
Goodbye.
Goodbye.
Slowly, his eyes closes, and,
He is gone. Lying down on his bed. Pills all over the place.
He is gone.
It is Sunday morning. It is time where some people, weep for their loss, and for some,
it is the time, they took someone else life.
"Detective Lefty, we have a gay suicidal case that you might be interested." BenderBoy walks in Lefty office.
To be continued...
Everyone is enjoying their prefect Sunday morning, all, but somewhere in a small town around Texas, a boy named Glas. He was lying down on his bed, lifeless. Pills are scatter all around his bed. He blinked. He wanders if he is making a right choice as he grabs tightly the pills that he hold in his left hand. Three more. He thinks. Tears are forming in his eyes. He never imagined he'll ended up a position like this. Sometime ago, he'll picture himself with Taz, living happily in a pent house that he owned near the seaside of Brisbane. Sometime ago, he'll picture himself having a coffee with his best buddy Oscar in Denver. He smiled when he thoughts of this. Sometime ago. He is once a happy gay guy. He is blessed with parents that are understanding. He is blessed with friends that accept who he is. He is truly blessed.
Glas took a long deep breath. The pills finally kicking in. He feels dizzy, light headed. He gathered all his strength, bring his left hand closer to his mouth, and swallowed the pills. Tears are rolling down to his ears.
Goodbye.
Goodbye.
Goodbye.
Slowly, his eyes closes, and,
He is gone. Lying down on his bed. Pills all over the place.
He is gone.
It is Sunday morning. It is time where some people, weep for their loss, and for some,
it is the time, they took someone else life.
x x x
"Detective Lefty, we have a gay suicidal case that you might be interested." BenderBoy walks in Lefty office.
To be continued...