You always know and knew everything, you were the happy and intelligent kid. And you had good predictions, better than the others’. But no one could predict that you would try to kill yourself.

When you woke up you didn’t know where you were. Everything was strange. It was painfully clean and neat. You sat up in the bed and you noticed a figure sitting on a chair, his back is facing with you. He turned around and smiled at you. “Ah, I see you’re awake. I got a bit worried, the medicines kinda knocked you off, I thought you won’t wake up.” He laughed a bit to himself. “Now tell me little one, what made you attempt?” And you remembered. You were in your room with a chair and a rope. And after it everything was blurry.