Emma's POV
I can't take it anymore. I am sitting on a stool with a noose around my neck, ready to do the deed. ιт woυld вe ғaѕт, the little voice in my head says. paιnleѕѕ, over ιn an ιnѕтanт. No. It will hurt. I argue with myself. only ғor a ѕecond. I can't leave mom. yeѕ yoυ can. ѕнe aвandoned yoυ lιĸe all тнe reѕт. I can't to this. yeѕ yoυ can. yoυ're вeттer oғғ dead тнey all нaтe yoυ. FINE I can do this.
I take a deep breath. It will all be over in an instant. All the pain.
Jule's POV
Something told me Emma was in trouble. A little voice in my head. It said: "eммa ιѕ ιn тroυвle go тo тнe aттιc." So I sprinted up the stairs two at a time no questions asked. I see my sweet, beautiful Emma sitting on the stool with a rope around her neck. It's as if I'm watching a film. I can't understand what I'm seeing in front of me. I scream "NOOOOOOOOO!!!" And dash towards Emma. She starts sobbing into her shirt when she sees me. I scoop her up untie the horrible noise around her neck and jump in the car with Emma still in my arms, unconscious. (She passed out.)
**At the hospital**
Emma's POV
"M-mom where a-are we?" I asked groggily, sitting up in this strange bed. "We are at the hospital sweetie. You tried to commit.. Suicide." She muttered wearily. "Oh.. I'm sorry." I attempted an apology. "Don't apologize. Just promise you will never try that again." she said.
"Ok." I whispered. Drifting to sleep once again.
"Doctor I don't know what to do with her. She has never done this befor-" I stirred causing her to pause. "She's awake." My mom said like I was not in the room. "Emma has severe depression and I would like to keep an eye on her for a few more nights. She also needs to take these antibiotics." The doctor said, handing my mom the drugs. The doctor got up and left the room. "Honey I'm so sorry but I have to go back home and take care of the house. I will be back here first thing in the morning." She said.
"It's ok goodnight mom." I said. "Goodnight." She responded. She then left me all alone in the white room.
*Later that night*
Emma's POV
I lay in bed still wide awake. Could you sleep in a disgusting smelly white hospital? I cried myself to sleep secretly wishing I had been able to finish the deed.
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This is the End
ActionEmma was a nerd. You could say that. She got bullied in school everyday by a rich brat. But she comes to learn that bullying always has two sides of the story.
