One Last Chance
I wanted to end it all. I swear I tried to drown myself but I woke up in my bed, in my room. Compleatly alive.
I wanted to end it all. Everyone hated me. My dad raiped and beat me before he was aressted. My mom was never home.
I stepped up to the edge of the bridge. It was a oddly cold night in August. I looked back at my hoodie and old converse that I wrote "for Jaydin" on.
"I wonder if Jaydin got the text," I asked myself.
I'm sorry Jaydin. I just can't take it any longer. Don't try and stop me. Goodbye.
One tear escaped my eye as I thought of the text.
I looked down at the dark lake, which would be my final stop in this life; and the begining of the after life.
I took one deep breath and jumped. The black abyss surrounded me. I took a deep breath but instead of air; water. I choked on it.
I felt my body go numb and everything went cold.
I felt something press against my chest roughly.
I woke up to something warm pressed to my neck.
"God you're cold," Jaydin cried. "Oh thank god," Jaydin sighed. I felt him lay next to me. "Kileakee," he whispered. He pulled the sheet down. "Wake up, please," he begged.
I opened my eyes and looked up at him.
He poked my chest and I winced in pain.
"Why," he asked. "Tell me why, you would do something like that, please."
"Don't," I begged but he started crying. "I'm sorry Jaydin, but my life hasn't been easy," I whispered.
"Well at least tell me how," he choked.
"Lake Jenings," I answered.
"Oh, that would explain the wet hair," he laughed. "Go take a shower, I want to go do something today," he sighed. "With you," he added.
"Ok," I grabbed my clothes and walked through the door. I turned on the water and let it get warm.
I looked in the mirror. I looked pale and sick. I pulled off my shirt and looked at my chest; bruising. A large pitch black round bruise. It hurt badly as I touched it.
I let the water run as I got dressed. There was one last thing I needed to do before I left. I opened the Medicine cabbanit and grabbed the razor. I set it down on the sink and slowly pulled up my sleave. Just one cut couldn't hurt.
I plunged the blade into my pale wrist leting the blood flow. I need to do it again now. So I plunged it in again. Then wrapped it up again.
I stepped up to the edge of the bridge. It was a oddly cold night in August. I looked back at my hoodie and old converse that I wrote "for Jaydin" on.
"I wonder if Jaydin got the text," I asked myself.
I'm sorry Jaydin. I just can't take it any longer. Don't try and stop me. Goodbye.
One tear escaped my eye as I thought of the text.
I looked down at the dark lake, which would be my final stop in this life; and the begining of the after life.
I took one deep breath and jumped. The black abyss surrounded me. I took a deep breath but instead of air; water. I choked on it.
I felt my body go numb and everything went cold.
I felt something press against my chest roughly.
I woke up to something warm pressed to my neck.
"God you're cold," Jaydin cried. "Oh thank god," Jaydin sighed. I felt him lay next to me. "Kileakee," he whispered. He pulled the sheet down. "Wake up, please," he begged.
I opened my eyes and looked up at him.
He poked my chest and I winced in pain.
"Why," he asked. "Tell me why, you would do something like that, please."
"Don't," I begged but he started crying. "I'm sorry Jaydin, but my life hasn't been easy," I whispered.
"Well at least tell me how," he choked.
"Lake Jenings," I answered.
"Oh, that would explain the wet hair," he laughed. "Go take a shower, I want to go do something today," he sighed. "With you," he added.
"Ok," I grabbed my clothes and walked through the door. I turned on the water and let it get warm.
I looked in the mirror. I looked pale and sick. I pulled off my shirt and looked at my chest; bruising. A large pitch black round bruise. It hurt badly as I touched it.
I let the water run as I got dressed. There was one last thing I needed to do before I left. I opened the Medicine cabbanit and grabbed the razor. I set it down on the sink and slowly pulled up my sleave. Just one cut couldn't hurt.
I plunged the blade into my pale wrist leting the blood flow. I need to do it again now. So I plunged it in again. Then wrapped it up again.
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