How Mitch Saved me

One

I walk up the dirty steps to the old haunted building as my black vans scrape the floor. This building is where you are supposed to learn how survive adulthood. Instead, I just dread the beginning lectures of history in the morning. Ever since my brother was practically murdered here from the bullying that cause him to commit suicide 2 years ago.
I guess that's just part of my depression.

I open the white glass door and step into the dull,white, unwelcoming halls of school. I walk to my homeroom. History with Ms. Dreck. Fun times. note the sarcasm. I grab a seat as far back in the class in the left hand side so that i won't be near anyone.
As soon as Ms. Dreck starts talking, I zone out to the annoying sound of her voice welcoming us back from winter break and secretly unlock my iPod, listening to some Asking Alexandria. Then all of a sudden, I have a flash back. I'm walking with Keith and he is smiling and I am playing and joking around with him but all that fades as soon as I see his hanging body from the bedroom. I start screaming in real life and everyone looks at me like i've gone insane. Great!

Ms. Dreck walks up to my desk and asks me to call home and get some help. But I don't want help, Keith didn't get help, why should I? So I just walk out of school and wonder around. I finally decide to go to the hot topic and see if they have any new band merch.

I wait patiently for the bus and soon the bus finally stops and picks my skinny body and off to the holy place. I knew that the school will call home because of my mental break down so I just hide out here for a while. I know that my alcoholic mother won't care, she most likely will be out of her mind or asleep when I come home and probably won't remember. My father on the other hand has buried himself in his work to hide his pain and anger.

The old city bus stops about a block away from the mall so I get off and walk slowly toward the mall. When i get there i'm intimidated by its 2 story size but I walk in. I have to walk past the food court and about 3 stores before I can reach the store. I get to the food court and its packed and I mean there are at least 200 people , my heart rate starts to increase and I start to have a panic attack. I immediately turn around and try to leave, but it was to much for me because the next think I know, all I see is black.

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When I regained consciousness, I smelled a room to clean and when I opened my eyes, white. Walls, ceiling, floor, everything . I soon realize that i'm in a hospital. I immediately start to unplug my boney body from the medical machines. The machines go haywire and multiple nurses rush in, trying to put the needles back in my body and convince me to stay,but I refuse and before they can do anything, I get out of their grips and run fast as I can . Once i was a block or two away from the hospital, I look down at myself and see that I'm still wearing the same clothes I was wearing when I passed out. A red and black striped shirt with red jeans.

On my way back home, i think to myself 'should i just end my pain? No one would miss me.' Once i'm home, I see that my mother is awake and screaming. When I get a clear shot of her, I see that she is screaming into her phone. I try and sneak up the stairs, but my shoes squeaked and my mother turned her head to see me. The moment she sees me, she started to scream at me. I just run up to my room and lock it behind me so she can't barge in. I sit down on my bed and drown out her voice with music. I hate that I get stuck in the middle of my dead brother and my drunken mother. I hate that I can't do anything with out freaking out. I hate my life so much. I am 16, suicidal, and following my brothers footsteps. I grab the knife out of an old box I had. I started to cry. I was miserable. I hated everything and practically everyone.
I look at it carefully before slamming it into my arm, then my leg, and once more into my stomach.