Final Thoughts by Mitchell Leger

I reached for the pill bottle bottle and pulled away immediately. I didn’t want to go on. The constant reminder I get every time someone hugs me, or looks at me and loses their smile. As if somehow their hug will me forget the accident. Everyone but Jacqueline does this. Jacqueline still talks to like I’m a person. She treats me the same way she did before. That’s why I can’t hurt her, I can’t hurt the only person I love. I reached for the pills one final time. I looked at the empty container and was filled with regret.  I closed my eyes as my final thoughts drifted away. “I’m sorry Jacqueline, I’m sorry....”.