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Maybe the rope was tied in a bad way, maybe the hole for the head was too large what if he regretted his decision and he could get out because of it, he didn’t really know how to do these things, after all you only kill yourself once, right?

He didn’t really know exactly why he felt this way, maybe it was the rude guy on the train station or maybe it was that his coffee got cold and he didn’t notice, the one thing he knew wasn’t the reason was his wife, she had cheated on him in the moment when he thought everything was going to be okay, right after he had returned from the hell he was involved, everyone was.

The only good memories left in his empty mind where from his wife, that day in the library when he was mesmerized by her eyes, her hair, everything about her, he still didn’t fully understand why a girl like her would be minimally interested in him, he now knew she wasn’t really interested or maybe she once was or still is, but that idea was long forgotten, he had beaten her countless times and he knew he deserved all of it.

He was certain that taking the rope would solve his last problem, he had tried solving the problem for 2 years now and he was tired, the only thing that was always with him were his scotch and his cigarettes that would eventually kill him too.

Every night his dreams became even darker, that day on the plane and those shots to the head his friends received, the helmet was useless, he stopped attending the psychologist 6 months after the war, he had his wife and she helped him live, he lived for her but was blinded by his past life.

The time had come and he was ready, he now knew once he did it, all of it would eventually go away, the moment he put the rope around his neck was really different from what he thought it would be, he felt calm, the room suddenly became white and there was only one big light bar on the top, he wondered how it was powered, the thing that really scared him was the other thing in the room with him, a black cat, which only had one eye, it was very thin and looked even worse than him, even that thing wanted to live, running towards him to see if he had some food with him or something, he closed his eyes and was immediately back around the rope only this time the cat was inside the house, it was not thin and had both eyes, he was no longer scared of him, at that moment he stepped out of the chair and called his wife.