Kid

Atomic was in her bed, home alone, in pain that was completely unimaginable to her. She had had the back surgeries before, but none of them ever hurt this much. She tied to sit up, taking out her little camcorder her mother gave her.

"Hey, kid. Heh, it's weird calling you that now, since I know your name and that It's your birthday today. I'm so, so sorry I couldn't be there kid. I mean, I really really wanted to go, I promise me being in the hospital isn't just some excuse to get out of hanging out with ya. I uh... s-sorry kid I... I don't know why I'm crying...."

She started to cry, tears rolling down her face, staining her cheeks. She started to shake, and she realized she was about to film herself breaking down and show it to this little unicorn when he's older. She then realized, she couldn't not talk about it any longer.

"I... I'm s-scared kid... I never thought it would get to this point. I'm so.. so so sorry I'm not good enough. I uh.... But I-I just... I can't do this anymore kid.... I I'm so sorry..."

Atomic turned the camera off, and tied to make her way to her parent's room. Once she was there, she sat on the bed in exhaustion. She pulled the pistol out of her dad's drawer, the one he kept incase of robbers or whatever. She held this hunk of metal and steal in her own hooves, shaking. She put the gun into her mouth, and pulled the trigger.