Hi I Am Juan

Day 05 “A time you thought about ending your life.”

So one day i was hanging out with my friends in the kitchen. we were conversing about how we were suppose to be working the day after tomorrow. It was a normal day just like any other day. All three of us were sitting discussing the importance of life. Conversing with each other with an intense reaction of fear. Fear of what life really is. For hours we went on and on with this conversation. It was just after 2 hours we stopped for drinks. We walked back in the bright lit room known as the kitchen. Clear glisten glasses on the table. Reaching in the fridge to a gallon of our favorite drink. I poured 2 glasses and then teased the other by not giving him anything. 

Then the famous words came out, “Yo, grab me a glass of Malk?” With Erie Eyes of hatred i answer with, “I don’t have any malk but i can get you some milk.” Then the sudden outburst from the 2nd friend, “That is what he just said.” 

“Yea, I just want some malk”

Knowing the difference on how the words they were saying were completely wrong, i had to fight back. With a questionable voice i raise the courage and say,  I’m saying it the way everyone ought to say it, milk, not Malk.

With feeble words, the two sitting adjacent from each other combated the words i said, with such words as saying milkshake one moment and then the next moment malk. With utter confusion i did not know what to do. Then came the yell, GIVE HIM THE MALK!

I couldn’t believe what i was hearing, the furies of what was right and what was wrong was being yelled around the room. MALK!!!! MALK!!!! and the faces of demons with no let up kept yelling the word of hatred, ..MALK!!!!

I could not understand what was going on and how to handle it and so the only way i thought of handling it was by pulling my handgun out and pointing it next to my head and yelling to the men to shut up. But as i put the gun to my head the morons of the moments as well pointed a gun at me, they were going to kill me if i shot myself. With no common sense i corrected them and so they change the direction of the guns in their hands to their own heads.

I remembered the few words coming out at the last few seconds “You WERE LIKE A BROTHER TO ME!, YOUR HAND WAS LIKE A BROTHER TO ME!!!!”  At the moment i couldn’t take it anymore and pulled the trigger,

But as i did, i woke up to a shock and fell off my bed. Next Thing i knew it i was on the phone with my friend. We were thinking of making my dream into a youtube video and he refused because he said it was to dark. But he told me to hold for a second. On my end of the line i heard a cat and something closing i was not sure but remember he told me he was gonna cook dinner or something.

That was the day i was gonna end my life.

-p.s. most of you know what this is from. i thought why not.