[ WP ] The Aokigahara Suicide Forest

Another freed soul swaying in the wind. Another escapee. Another *disgrace*. 
 Did he commit some unthinkable act, did the guilt gnaw at him until he could not 
 go on? Or was he just useless. Useless like me. One way or another, he finally 
 did right. He knew his family was better off without him. Some people just have 
 no place. 
 
 I must go on a little further; I can not have anyone find me until before next 
 year's body search. They will have time to accept my failure gradually; I 
 could n't bring them one more hardship now. My wife has already cried for me, 
 when I made my last mistake. She will soon know I am not coming back. I know she 
 will not tell the children; they are too young for the burden of knowing the 
 ways of this world. 
 
 I have made so many mistakes, done so much wrong. I should have ended it 
 earlier, when I had caused less pain to the people I love. I should never have 
 been born. But I can not blame my parents! They did the best they could. I have 
 not been strong enough. Some people just have no place. 
 
 Deep into the trees. Back to the earth. Will I be reborn? I could be a slimy 
 critter, squirming through the earth. I could do that. The worms - yes, there is 
 still someone I can feed. It's the best I can do now. 
 
 *This is far enough. Here's a good tree; that branch will do. * 
 
 Or will I be a ghost, drifting through the land forever, giving chills to those 
 pressing on? No, not I. Ghosts are tormented souls, too angry and hurt to pass 
 on. I was simply weak. I was never anyone. I was never going to be anyone. I 
 have not earned any spite, and have no reason to linger on. I have no place. 
 
 *The rope feels tight around my neck, I almost ca n't breathe. The knot is wrong. 
 Can I do anything the right way? It will do. It will last the rest of my failed 
 life. * 
 
 To nowhere.
