A Dramatic End
This is the end of my life. I stare off into the distance, squinting from the bright light. It has to end now, that's how it's supposed to be. I can't go on any longer; my life is over. Somebody may cry for me, I hope. It has to end this way; there is no other choice.
I grab a single bullet from a nearby box, and load it into the gun. I raise it to my face, but I pause. There has to be some other way to go on with my life. I think for a moment, then my decision is final. Once again I raise the gun to my beautiful face, and stare down the barrel. It's so dark; but I know what's inside. Tears rush to my eyes, I can't hold them back. As they roll down my face, I take a large breath. I close my eyes and slowly cock the weapon; it clicks. The bullet is ready for me, and I for it. My finger slowly reaches aroudn the trigger; my tears have stopped. I straighten up and take one final breath. I pull the trigger, and hear a quick 'boom.' My body collapses onto the wooden floor; I don't move.
I say still for awhile, unaware of what's happening. The lights slowly dim, and it is the end. It turns pitch black, and I can breathe again. Nervous seconds pass by, and then, I hear it. A great sound that I have been yearning to hear, applause. I stand from the floor and face the red velvet. It parts, and I am once again hit by the bright light. I scan the audience with a smile on my face; I have done it. My fellow cast members join me on either side, and we bow together. This is the end, my dramatic end.
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