[ WP ] 10 minutes before death , you are presented with a TL ; DR of your life .

I lie on the ground, holding a piece of paper with the TL; DR of my life. It's folded, with my name on it. I'm dying of a bullet wound, and this somehow appeared in my pocket. I do n't have much time, so I open it. This is what it said. 
 
 You were an accident. Your father wished he pulled out. Your mom left because she hated you, not your father. Everyone hated you, even your friends, family, and loved ones. Your kids hate you. Your wife is cheating on you. You are bitter towards the world. You had a horrible life. 
 
 I began crying. `` Are you ok-'' said a soldier, who went to me, who was laying on the ground. `` Oh god, let me-'' he tried to finish before I cut him off. `` No, just leave me. I'm better off dead''. I then began to lose consciousness. 
 
 I woke up in this hospital. I'm writing this on a piece of paper I found. I have 30 more seconds till death. Goodbye life, you sack of shit. 
 
 This was the only note left my private Williams, before succumbing to his wounds.
