not because of the fact someone is pointing a gun at me. or the fact i have a cureless disease. nor the fact that i am about to jump off a cliff. it is all because of you. why you may ask? well i dont know! keep reading you twit and youll find out later on!
....
when we fall...
im running as fast as i can.
i have to get away! i have to get away! i go toward the alley. knowing full well that it is not a safe place for a young lady as i am. i run though and go into the alley seeking shelter. but alkl i find are giant hands that reach over and grab me fast, making sure i do not go anywhere. i am scared. my breathing is fast and short. i feel pain. i find myself staring up into the rain. it drips onto my face. i do not feel the pain. but sweet silence. it covers me and wraps me up in a blanket. so tired. so sleepy....
.....i look down at the corpse and step on my cigarette. its a damn shame when a young girl dies.
LONDON,U.K.
1957
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