Another day, another pain, hi my name is john reaper and this is my life.
I live in a village not known by many people and yet people in the village tend to get on each others throat. I live with my mum, two brothers and a little sister. My dad died when I was born, or I guess that's what they wanted me to think. I've lived my life alone with no friends because people tend to judge you based on your looks. If people were to describe me, they would say am medium in height, I have long silver colored hair and deep blue eyes, you may think I am supposed to be loved by everyone because of my looks, but looks aren't everything, I easily get angry and I spend most of my time fighting, I'd never care for my health nor about my appearance, but yet I still wonder why people think I am good looking. Every
Day I look myself in the mirror am, reminded that my life has no meaning or value.
People only know me for the way I behave, but no one truly understand me and sometimes it get pretty lonely. I know, you might think am ungrateful for the life given to me by my parents but that's not the case here. In 2015 I was only 10 years old and so innocent, until one tragic night, I overheard the conversation between my mum and my step dad about her past and how she hated everything that happened, from the time she met my dad till the time I was born. Hearing this at such a young age made me encounter a lot of difficulties In my studies and my social relation. The pain I felt inside was too much and unbearable, but I needed it to end. So I made a decision to end my life, since no one cared for me then why would they care if I was dead, So I took a stroll round the village for the very last time before heading to the cliff. The cliff was located at the southern region of the village, the cliff always seem quite peaceful desperate living on the world for such a long time. It now sounds funny to me, getting to die after finding a little peace but as they say not all good things last, some may even fade as soon as they are discovered, After all we are just created to suffer in this world.
As I stood at the edge of the cliff about to jump, I caught a glimpse of something which changed my life and my views of life.
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My Tragic life
Short StoryThis story starts in a small town where we get to view a life of our main protagonist as he struggles through his life and tries to hide his pain, but little did he realize his life was just beginning.
