To Whom it may concern...

the intro to this attempt at a novel

    This isn’t quite what she had in mind, but it’s close enough.  These words, this story, it’s the last thing I’ll ever write.  I’ve noticed most people are content when deciding enough is enough to leave a single page note behind, or just one line depending on the person.  Some I’ve seen leave nothing there to explain their actions, Poor souls.  The most popular quote I’ve noticed associated with suicide is this:
“Goodbye Cruel World.”
    I find it a little trite but I suppose when it comes to ending ones own life most people don’t think, or care for that matter, about being profound.  I however, am that narcissistic.
    The funny thing about this whole scenario is I’m not really all that depressed.  I mean, I used to be, at one point, but that seems like such a long time ago.  Examined now I would probably be considered pretty well adjusted.  Unfortunately it’s a bit too late to turn back now.  The proverbial wheels have been set into motion.  The only thing left to do is finish this prologue, write my ending, and seal my tragic fate.
    Kaylee was supposed to mail out the manuscript and CD to the appropriate sources, but given our current situation, I suppose leaving everything on the table with a note will be sufficient.

To whom it may concern,
Please send this, my manuscript, my last words, to my lawyer Robert Chefski at1832 Pennington Rd.  Attached is the final mix of Evacuate Soul’s latest and last album.  I hope I may be forgiven…someday. 
Goodbye Cruel World…

I thought it might be funny (at least to myself) to add that last line, given my previous opinion I gave on said phrase.  So what could make me want to take my own life you ask?  Well, that my friends, is the reason I’m writing this story.  It’s a little long but I hope you’ll bear with me.  The logic behind it could have you thinking one of two things.
1)    You could all think I’m absolutely ridiculous and stupid, losing all (in any existed) respect for me completely.
2)    You could imagine it being genius, a strategic, heroic, self-sacrifice.
I trick myself into believing the latter.
    So, if you don’t know who I am than, I shall introduce myself and allow the first goal of this book to serve its purpose.  My name is Benjamin Strong and I am a musician.  Before you jump to conclusions I’d like to say I’m not a junkie or a drunk.  Not to say I’m perfect because as it stands I’m a bit wasted now, but I think under the circumstances it should be relatively acceptable.  Regardless, I’m really just an easily manipulated, lost soul looking for some salvation.  Some people find it in religion; I’m finding it in the barrel of a loaded gun.
    I sing (or sang, as the case may be) for the band Evacuate Soul.  If you haven’t heard of us then by the end of this book the second part of the plan set will also have come to fruition. We are a young semi-famous rock band, and while on the topic I’d like to take the time to apologize to the remaining members, who have no idea I’m doing this.  Joe, Randy, Wes, I’m sorry you had to find out this way.  You were all right about Kaylee.
    If you’ve never heard the name Kaylee Givens before, soon enough her ultimate goal will be accomplished.  Well, close enough.  My sweet Kaylee, this was all her idea.  I thought she loved me; I would do anything to please her.  So, like a sheep to the Sheppard, I followed. Like a moth to a flame, I flew right into the fire.
    Time is a bit limited so I’m going to have to wrap this up.  Kaylee and I had a fight earlier and I think my neighbor called the police.  She always was a nosey b***h.  Anyway, as time ticks away on the last minutes of my petty little life, I will make my final apology to my family and to anyone whom I may have hurt as a result of my decision.  Mom, Dad, Angie, please don’t be angry with me.  This is something I have to do.  You have always been there for me and I’m sorry if I hurt you.  This is in no way your fault.  I was just never one to handle pressure.
    With that said, I’ve nearly finished this story.  However, to find out what really happened you’ll have to read till the end.  The last page or two in which I shall write my final lines to the world and put everything to rest.  Or, you could skip to the back if you want to be a dick about it, but I digress.
    As I said before, this was not my initial idea.  I just sheepishly went along with it till I believed it was the only thing left to do.  I have made a few changes already to the initial story to better suit the truth.   God forgive me for what I am about to do.

Reviews

[oneZtwoLLs]

Why, yes. I'd like to be a dick and skip to the end...but only because it's such an enticing beginning! Your words are easy to read; I love the way your voice shines through.

[Jillian]

Thanks for sharing this, it is even better than you described. I love it, and need more...
It grabs the reader, and even though I know alittle about where it is going Im still drawn into it.

Now as your friend.... This better be ALL hypothetical.

good bye cruel world, haha

[The Lady Anasteja]

More! More! more, more, more! =D It kept my attention the entire read. Normally, unless of course it's porn, my mind difts... heehee. BRAVO!