I saw the Journal
that came out of Sally's hands.
I read it,
not even worried I'd get caught by her.
"Midnight, In my bathroom,
I will either hang myself
or cut myself."
I dropped the book,
sprinting 5x the speed.
I fell, scraped, stumbled,
but I never stopped.
Why?
Why would she do that?
She was doing so great,
she was starting to get happy.
Why?
When I arrived to her house,
I intruded and went straight to Sally's bathroom.
I saw the note outside the door,
and saw the end only.
"Good-bye Luke."
I dropped the note,
not hearing anything
the water running,
the bangning,
and my voice.
"NO!!! YOU'RE NOT GONNA DIE!"
I banged 5 more times.
"FIGHT!"
I said.
I heard a thump.
I then started to push the door.
I broke through somehow and saw blood.
Blood everywhere in the tub,
on the blade,
and on Sally.
She was bathing in a pool of blood.
I cried, and cried, and cried.
I carried her, and got her out of the tub.
I hugged her with all my might.
I tried to stop the bleeding
but it was too late.
YOU ARE READING
Learning To Love Myself
Short StoryA girl named Sally was born with a terrible family. She was abused, scared, and hated. She didn't know why she deserved this. She's thirteen years old now. Her parents died when she was 10. So why is she still sad, when her parents are dead? A boy t...