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Life is a series of choices; it is a series of choices that build up on each other like a stair case. It is the choices that make us, and every time, we are torn between options.

I was torn between choices, whether to listen and follow my own inner voice or not to.

‘‘End it, the suffering just end it once and for all,’’ my inner voice kept on whispering begging me to do what it was saying.

I gathered all the strength and courage that I had left and stood up slowly from where I was laying down. Next, I picked up a clean sheet of paper and a pen before sitting down to do whatever I should have done ages ago. The shaking had ended and there were till some little tremors shooting up my arms and whole body.

I wasn’t a cruel person, I never wanted to be cruel ever. I never wanted to do to people the things they did to me. I would always leave without a good bye.

I wasn’t sure about reincarnations, if they were real or fake. But for all I knew, I could never comeback once I had died. Re