I fell against the floor hard. It was one thing having to take gym for 2 semesters; it was a whole other thing to actually participate. Coach Keller stared at me with a scowl he always seemed to have, (I'm becoming convinced it's plastered there.)
"Well Mister Lawson, good news is nothing's broken. Bad news is I'm gonna have to fail you. I swear I've never had someone fall from doing pull ups."
"I guess there's a first for everything..." I mumbled low under my breath.
I could feel eyes gazing at me. I didn't have to look up to know my whole gym class was staring dumbfounded at me.
I held my breath, waiting for the ridicule to come. Before I got to 6 Mississippi, Marcus Young started chuckling.
"What the hell Lawson?"
"Watch your mouth Young!" Coach Keller gave both of us a stare before telling us all to hit the showers.
I slowly got up, not really wanting to look at anyone. I'm convinced that the only reason they created gym was to separate the athletic, deserving children from the uncoordinated loners.
I hadn't always been like this, but since freshman year I just started going down hill.
Have you ever met someone who impacted you? Like their whole existence, ever since they came into, has made yours better?
A lot of people have forgotten freshman year. But I haven't. I still have nightmares at night. I still see everyone staring at me with sorrowful, scared eyes. I still see the principal running out with the teachers to see what happened.
And I still feel that empty feeling. I still feel that ache, as if someone ripped a part of me out. Most people would say I have anxiety or depression or some mental disorder. I promise I don't. All I suffer from is losing a part of me. Like a soldiers lose body parts. I lost half of me. And it still aches and it still hurts.
But, as I let the cold gym shower water run over my face and down to the floor, I look over to see no one in the next stall. I know it's silly, but I still yearn to see someone there...
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The Blue Eyed Suicide
Romance☀“And if you're reading this, I'm already gone. I've done the deed and no longer have to suffer in this terrible, chaotic hell people like to call life. Don't blame yourself, it wasn't your fault. You were the only one who kept me breathing for as l...