I sat on the windowsill, one leg on the burning heater and the other pressed onto the cold window. The snow falling outside, making a layer of white on the ground, 50 feet below.
I guess you could call my family rich, but as the saying goes 'Money can't buy happiness.'
My family is always busy doing their own stuff, its lucky for me to have a seated conversation with anyone, my mother, father or brother, once in a month.
My father is a doctor - hes always at work as he is one of the most famous brain surgeon.
My mother is a scientist - that has a lot a of word load, therefore she is always busy, even when she is at home.
My brother is a Criminal Lawyer - the most famous at that, he has put a lot of criminals in the prison, rarely does he lose a case.
I am still in high school. I don't do any work as my parents keep on saying, 'We have enough money, you dont have to do any part-time job.'
So that is how I ended up here, on the cold windowsill, next to a heater. This is what I do in my free time.
But today, I want to end everything. Everyone thinks I am a spolied brat as I come from a rich family so no-one talk to me at school, my family is as written above.
I have ended up in this position a lot lately, at least once a day if not twice.
The heater provides scorching heat, buring a mark onto my skin. I enjoy the torture, it provides a weird type of comfort, as if coaxing me into jumping off this window. I don't even want to try going against that.
I open the window and throw my feet out of it. Still contemplating what to do, I swing my legs in the cold January wind.
I am about to push myself out the window, when a deep voice of my brother makes me jump out of my skin, 'Hey, I need yo- What the fuck are you doing?' He cuts himself off when he see's me sitting on the window.
'Goodbye bro.' is the last thing I say, before jumping out.
'NO' he screams, jumping for the window, in order to catch me, knowing he won't be able to, I smile sadly.
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Mystery / ThrillerTrigger Warning - This story will contain violence, self-harm, blood e.t.c. You have been warned. I will NOT be putting trigger warning at the start of chapters. Do not read if sensetive ot uncomfortable with these themes I take requests, so please...
