Category : Books-Fiction

Sub Category : Suspense/Mystery

She typed into her phone ' suicide survivor' and pictures, videos and stories of some cheerful looking people appeared. There in her phone were people happy because they had lived through their deepest moment _ the moment when the decided life was too painful to handle. They all seemed really happy with their friends or family or lovers. She noticed that most of them wore white in the pictures and she wondered. They probably feel resurrected thus the color. Who said they were the victims, she thought. Adrenaline of anger flooded into heart like rivers and her amygdala screamed fight. She dropped her phone down on her bed , clenching her hands to her side while letting her almost long nails Peirce into her rather soft palms. She couldn't understand why the victims are those who tried to commit suicide. She did not see anyone like her, no one talked about helping those who lost loved ones to suicide. No one explained how victims like her could go through the pain, shame and sometimes neglect.
        Kachi as she was called by close friends and family instead of the more feminine Akachi which lay in her birth certificate stood up from her bed. She felt lost but determined not be. Kachi until two weeks ago when she finally lost her brother, was the youngest child and only daughter of her parents. Now, all she could think about was how to make her parents feel better.