Decide to go to sleep

From Create Your Own Story

You take your husband's gun out of the his dresser drawer. You load the weapon. You write a suicide note. You put the gun to your head. You are ready to pull the trigger... You just can't do it. You set the gun back down on the night stand, and go to bed.

You wake up in a daze, still groggy; "it's still dark out it can't possibly be time to get up," you mumble to yourself. After a few seconds the fuzziness starts to fade away and you become aware of a cold sensation on the inside of you right thigh. Thinking it's just chills from the draft, you pull your legs in, only to stop when the cold pushes back against your leg.

You pull your head out from under the covers as you hear a familiar voice say, "Hey Birthday girl, didn't your daddy teach you to never to play with a loaded gun?"

Your mind is racing. How did Richard get in here? How did he get out of military school? Why is he rubbing your leg with the gun you left on the night stand?

Richard's gun slides further up your inner thigh. "Were you really going to kill yourself?" You nod your head in response while doing everything to avoid making eye contact with him. "You can either die or have fun. It is your choice." You quickly glance over at Dick. You can tell what his eyes are saying.

You feel the cold steel of the gun barrel against your chin as he turns your head back towards him. His unwavering stare tells you one thing and one thing only: Pick.

Do you:

You are possessing:
Young-Looking, Pretty Mother
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