Only people that would understand pain would actually feel sorry for others, others wouldn't do anything if they didn't understand pain. Only pain makes wounds open up and bleed out until one is dead, wounds are able to be healed, other wounds aren't. Knifes, guns, bullets, swords, fire, and hanging yourself are able to kill you. Would you be brave enough to kill yourself? Or kill another? Some wouldn't, some would, some aren't sure and some are. Are you one of those people? Would you kill? For your own pleasure? One would, one wouldn't...
Your brave if you killed someone and didn't get seen, your brave to get killed for another, there's many reasons why your brave. If you seen someone or heard about someone, would you stop them from killing themselves? Or was it too late? Some wouldn't care, some would, but that's probably not you right? You don't care right? You...Do? Glad to hear it, if you don't then....Why? Why do you live on? Why is it fair for others to feel pain while you don't? You must not see the point here, there's some that have awful lives while others have wonderful lives, would you change that for them?
Please, please help me, I didn't mean it! You must hear those words over and over again in your mind right? Someone said those words to you and you didn't help right? You feel bad right? You wish to change that right? Yet inside you know, you can't. Would you change your ways and save another? For the soul that was lost? Would you? Or would you not? Either way, it ends the same way, one dies, one lives. Nothing can change that right? So why try? Why try to save someone when they just lose life? You must not care enough for others, only for yourself, right?
Guess what! I did it! I made it! Just like you said I would! Victory words and pure happiness, that doesn't last long right? Nothing last forever, not even happiness like you think it would, in every world, something comes and takes the happiness away. Something like a death, or being away from someone you love, that must hurt right? would you do anything for them? Or would you ignore their cries of help and save me? Would you notice if they were gone? You wouldn't...Wouldn't you? Just like others would, many would, and would be in pain.
I'm guessing you know what pain feels like huh? Well, it hurts a lot more when a knife is stabbing you in the heart and making your very blood run out of your body, onto the metal that is the knife. Your heart would be in pain, and you couldn't do anything but cry out, and wouldn't be heard. Until you finally let go and see what you missed the most, a loved one. Yet your given a second chance at life, but the loved one wouldn't be given one. You would cry, but the ones around you would be happy to know your not dead. Yet they laugh at you for missing the one, you call loved one.
Blood, bones, and more, you would crush your bones hearing them crashing into tiny pieces. Your blood running down your forehead, you would be in pain, wouldn't you? Only for you to see that, someone else had the very same pain as you, someone that wasn't loved like you. You would meet them, and they would give you a second chance. But, would you take the second chance? Or would you stay with them forever, making it so they weren't along even in death like they thought? What would be your choice? Go on, make the choice. Life or death? Being happy and with someone else or alone and with the sad soul?
After all, only one chance remains within life itself. Would you remove that chance within you? Or would you keep it and live on for the dead? It's a choice you have to make at some point right? So why not now? What's your choice? Once that choice is made, would you keep that choice real? Or would you remake that choice into the different ending? Death or Life? You can't live forever, sooner or later you will die and be with the one you loved the most. So....What's your answer?
Sunset and her friends finished reading the page in the book called Choices to Make, they were shocked to see that kind of page was in the book. They thought it would be a happy book about choices to make, not sad and about killing yourself, what kind of book had that kinda thing!? None of the less, they did think about it. And it was true, one chance at life, nothing more. So just what was their choice? They hoped to god they wouldn't ever kill themselves, that's for sure.
When they were about to head off the class, final class actually, they heard something behind them. In shock, they saw a child with blood coming out of his eyes, making it so he couldn't see a thing, he had wounds all over him, blood everywhere on him. Blood on his forehead, from dying. He, well, he couldn't see and he could only move towards them. Fluttershy wanted to scream, AJ was holding her own mouth, keeping her from puking. Rarity could only look in shock, and Sunset, Twilight, and RD were in shock and couldn't move.
"Treasure.....loved ones....." It was all the spirit could say without looking hurt or in pain. Just what happened to him? What made him like that? What made him look like that? He started to get tried and moved towards them, but stopped when he heard a door. Shit. The principals maybe. But that didn't make him vanish. "Killed. I was killed, it hurts.....Please....Help me!"
Nothing came from anyone in the room, the spirit looked around and saw nothing but blood and guts, from his past of course. But still it hurt to know the spirit was in pain, yet nothing could be done for him. It was way too late to help him out. "Do you know where my sight is? I can't see....." They could only shake their heads 'No.' It proved worthless to the spirit.
"Where's Goldie? He promised to play with me today...." Shit! They so badly wanted to help him, but they couldn't! He was helpless, they couldn't move, he was in pain and they couldn't help! Why!? Why the fuck couldn't they move!? They fucking badly wanted to help him, but they couldn't! Fuck! "And where's mommy? Did she leave without me?"
Nothing for hours came to them or the child, until he started coughing up blood, some guts came out too. But it looked faked to them, but it was real, wasn't it? More and more blood and guts, he could barely move now, he looked up and his sight got worst. There was only blood where his eyes would be. Only blood and knife cuts on him, and gun shoots too. "Help me.....Please.....I'm....Without sight and I can't see you anymore....Please....Help me..."
