The Rope

It was sitting there.

All curled up.

Perfect circle.

On that chair.

It was hot.

Everyone was out.

Oh, but not me.

I stayed in.

I knew this would be the perfect time.

Everything has lead to this.

It has all fallen into place.

Not a thing could ruin this moment.

I heard voices.

Oh, no!

They’re coming back in.

I had to hide my efforts.

They went away.

I can start again.

No need to rush this.

Just take it all in.

Nylon.

Six feet.

One loop.

One knot.

That’s all it took.

At least, for my end anyway.

The other end?

Over a beam and knotted.

Place that chair.

The chair.

Old. Wood.

Unwanted, like me.

Get on that chair.

Place my head through the loop.

One kick.

Oh, s**t. Someone saw me.