Chapter 17 I ran outside and went into the garage, full of old
17 I ran outside and went into the
garage, full of old tools and rubbish. Among it all was the rope
Dad was going to use to make me a swing when I was younger, but
after Mum died, he never got round to doing any of the jobs
he'd planned to do.
I grabbed it and made it into a knot. I cleared off all of the junk
that sat on the stool, and pulled it over to the centre of the
garage. I tied the rope to a pole that stretched from one side of
the garage ceiling to the other. I stood on the stool with tears in
my eyes, and put the rope around my neck. This was the end.
When I was a little girl I thougt I'd die of old age, with the
man I loved next to me, but obviously I was wrong, and didn't
see the future that actually awaited me.
I took several deep breaths, and kicked away the stool from which I
The rope strangled me. I tried to breath but it was no use, it was
too late to go back now.
I heard my name being called by that voice I craved so much. It as
"Max." I said quitely, my face going blue and my speech
He saw me, but it was too late.
"I love you." I whispered, before everything went