Prologue: Life goals

She lay on the ground, dead. Dead? Yes... Murdered? No. This is what we call a tragic form of suicide. Short chapter

Prologue

She had long brown hair, she wore a thin white dress and a blue necklace which stood for inspiration and satisfaction. And she lay on the ground, dead.

Dead? Yes... Murdered? No.
This is what we call a tragic form of suicide.

It is an very common way of suicide. But why was it tragic than? Because she was only 19 years old? Nope. It was tragic because she did it from pure desperation but even more out of boredom.

It was al over the news 'Girl dead' 'suicide gets more popularity' etc. Everyone thought that she was depressive but I knew the way how she must have felt.... Not Sad, no... Empty.

When you have nothing to do the emptiness will grow within you. You won't recognize the symptoms yet but after a while people will see that you're changing.

That's why I picked a piece of paper and wrote some things down that I always wanted to do:

> Dance with an stranger in a foreign city.
> Date with someone who's known as 'the bad guy'
> Learn how to play double bass
> Play a role in a stageplay
> Travel around the world with only a backpack.
> Die after done all these things

It was a short list... I looked a it again and I think I have to do more things in my life....

I am actually still thinking of that dead girl, I wish i could ask her what she had done in her life...

> Discover what the suicide girl has done in her life.

And I looked through my list and I thought it was good, strange... but good.

© 2012 TheCreativityItself

Author's Note

Things she always wanted to do...Always wanted to do..
But what If she reached her goals.. like all of them... What would she do next?
What would YOU do after you've done the things you wanted to do?