aspersion

This is a story that I have written about “My Perfect Suicide.” I posted it about 2 months back and had a few comments about it but I wanted to clarify that this is a true story that happened 07/02/07 (4 days before my 18th bday) and I survived.

“Tears slowly rolling down my discolored face comes from pondering my short fate. I listen to my left blinker click in the distant background of my thoughts while I wait for my turn to enter the freeway heading east toward the dusky sky. Getting the green arrow, I squealed the tires on my red Mustang GT. The car rocketed […]

Tears slowly rolling down my discolored face comes from pondering my short fate. I listen to my left blinker click in the distant background of my thoughts while I wait for my turn to enter the freeway heading east toward the dusky sky. Getting the green arrow, I squealed the tires on my red Mustang GT. The car rocketed across the stretched road onto the freeway. I made my way through six lanes of traffic into the carpool lane. My heart matched the speed of the car, which became a hundred and forty miles per hour, and my stomach was left behind at the signal […]