So my dear ones, finally a 4th story of my "sad" FFs. But this time she is not too sad (I think ^^) Still have fun reading,
Your Mulle
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Many fear death
But not me!
If you want him as much as I do, you don't know that fear. This terrible fear of dying has long been alien to me. Some of them are visited by death in the night, but of all people, it just doesn't haunt me. Why does he make me suffer in my torments? Life is just a burden to me and I stand in my own way with everything. My longing is so great, I long to die. You think that a person whose greatest wish is to be dead no longer knows fear at all? But that's not true. I am afraid every morning when I wake up bathed in sweat and find that I am still alive. Every day scares me. Fear of being humiliated again, of being hated on all sides, of being beaten and verbally injured.I am afraid of all of this. But nobody helps me and redeems me. So why should I go on living? I don't see any point in that anymore. With all the thoughts I go to bed again, deep in my heart I still have only one wish. But like every time, I wake up in the morning. How much longer should I plead? Don't the ghosts of death want to get me at last? Maybe I should take it into my own hands ... At night I walk to a motorway bridge and climb it. I couldn't jump because someone is holding me from behind and pulling me gently to the ground. Who dares ..? I look behind me and see a handsome boy. He smiles at me and asks why I wanted to do this. I don't know why, but suddenly there is life again in me, I confide in him and cry myself to him. That was good ... He's taking me home and now I meet him regularly. My zest for life is actually returning and I'm even in love. After months we become a couple. My loneliness is finally over and I love life more every day, just like my friend to whom I owe all this.One day we're out in the park and everything is perfect. Until we walk home We cross the traffic light when it is green, but a car rushes over it and hits me. Suddenly I'm afraid, afraid of death. Now that I want life and I'm happier than ever, does death want to take me? No, please don't .... It doesn't help, as much as I pleaded after death earlier, it is so pointless to pray for my life now. I am dying and one thing is clear to me ... At the wheel of the car sat ice-cold death. Cruel world, brutally tear me away from my friend, steal my life. If only I would never have longed for death. In the end, it always comes when you don't want it. He should therefore be feared.

That’s about it, I hope you enjoyed it a bit. Love from
your mulle
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