Die and Live Again

"I'm tired of living."

I purposely slipped off the stairs to bumped my head, for me to die...

Five months ago, I got a life insurance.

My little brother needs a heart transplant but there was no donor yet, until today.

The hospital bills will be around 2 million pesos, therefore there will still be 3 million pesos for my brother to daily expenses.

And I already bought a house under his name, not that big but enough for him.

Hmm... what else ?..

Oh! I already process his scholarship under the company I'm working at.

Lastly, I asked my best friend to take care of him...

Now, I can only die for him to live.

"Jason (little brother), I love you the most. My adorable little brother!"

As I close my eyes, I saw the people around me; calling the ambulance, trying to stop the bleeding from my head.

It's funny... they never cared when I asked them for help.

I was nothing but an ugly person desperate for money and will take any job.

ha... "I'm tired of living."

"Ella, please wake up! Wake up!"

My hands feels wet and someone is holding them? Don't tell me that I didn't die???

" No, please let me die so Jason could live.."

Please...