Bail Me Out

Prologue

I am Amelia Elizabeth, It all started when my best friend disappeared in grade 2. He was my only friend. Throughout middle school, I was bullied because of my weight... which didn't help my anxiety and depression. My dad died in a car crash, he was swerving to avoid a pedestrian who had walked out into the street. He had a head on collision into an office building. He died instantly. Shortly after, my mom became an alcoholic. Her temper worsened the more she drank. She always said that it helped her cope with the pain, but personally I don't think it did. It got to the point where she got so angry at my three year old brother for screaming that she threw a beer bottle at the wall and it shattered and sliced his face in several areas. The loss of blood was so immense that he died before I could do anything. My mom wouldnt let me call the police and buried him in our backyard. She couldn't handle the thought of a life in prison or losing another child. From then on, she would physically and verbally abused me. One day when she had locked me in my room, I decided to run away. Even though I was on the second floor, I crawled out the window and ran to the nearest town. I haven't talked to my mom since that day. The town that I had run away too was a poor, run down, mid western town. I didn't have enough money to support myself and since I was only 13 I couldn't get a job. By the age of 15 I was into Heroin and it contributed to my anxiety and depression, but I couldn't stop. Here I am, twenty-two, about to jump.