this is what it feels like to not exist, Michael.


all because of what you did to me.



you stood there.

you watched me die and did nothing to help.
don't you remember a familiar face? or are you too scared to face the consequences like you always have









































this is the ending you truly deserve.


not one of happiness, full of magic, peace, love, and where you get to live happily ever after.




no



not this time.













i will make sure

when your birthday comes


September 19, 1993


your new job


will become

YOUR

personal hell.
















and you will not live to see through the end of it.




we

will promise it.


































































































































































i'm still here



i hope you're still happy with yourself.























































because i'm not.











i'm already here, inside.
come see your brother again one last time.