....It's cold...Where am I...?

  It's so cold it hurts......

  I remember....I had hanged myself...why am I here? The hospital? Hell? My memories are so blurry....ahh, it hurts so much...

  Just let me rest in peace already.

  Eh? Why aren't my fingers responding? No...it's not just my fingers, I can't move any part of my body....My eyes seemed to be glued shut too.

  The pitter patter of the rain seemed to be getting softer, I hope it stops soon...the coldness is unbearable.

  "U..Uwaa."

  I tried to call out but my voice was unusually high-pitched, it's as if....I'm a baby?

  "G-guu...."

  My tongue...It isn't working as it should....whats going on?

  This story originates from Royal Road. Ensure the author gets the support they deserve by reading it there.

  "Ke ke!"

  Ah...my throat hurts.....I shouldn't have spoken...

  A burst of emotion welled up at my throat and I started bawling pathetically, wallowing in self pity, I never did realize the presence closing on me.

  Only when I was picked up did I realize...someone came for me....I wonder who that person is...I can't even open my eyes to look at you.

  "??? ???? ????"

  What is he saying? I can't understand a single word.

  I'm tired...do what you want with me, I don't care anymore....

  'At least it doesn't hurt anymore.' was my last thoughts as I lost my consciousness, the wet cloth I was in removed and changed into a dry one.