Last Breath (2021)

Prologue 🤍

I enter my house and head straight to my room. Once inside my room, I close the door, drop my school bag on the floor and throw myself on my bed. I stare at the ceiling and I wonder what would it be like I disappear. If I just went poof and stopped existing. That seems like the main goal right now. Lately people have been asking me how I feel, and right now seems the best moment to answer.

I feel like everything I do and say can be used against me. I feel like the world is waiting to see me fall again, to see my next emotional breakdown. They want to see me fail so they can say, "See? I told you couldn't do it!" I honestly think they are right. I will always be a constant disappointment to those close to me. If I'm being honest, I am tired of feeling like a constant disappointment. I am tired of feeling at all.

I get off my bed and head to my desk. I pull the top drawer and take out my anti-depressants. I open the clasp and pour a handful on my left hand. I put all the colorful pills onto my mouth and close my mouth. I go to my bookbag, and I take out my water bottle. I open it and take a swing of water. All at once the pills slide down my throat.

I lay again on my bed and stare at the ceiling, as if nothing has happened. Maybe I was jut meant to live until my sophomore year. Maybe I am not destined to do great things. Maybe I was meant to be a complete and utter failure. I close my eyes and dream of the life I wish I had. After a while my body starts humming, my hands begin to shake, and my world starts going black. Before my entire world goes black, I hear a knock on the door.

And I can't help but think...

I failed...