I didn't say a word when Mike sat down beside me in the car. I didn't know what to say. Yesterday our parents found a gun hidden under his bed. It was in a box together with a bloody blade and a bloody towel.
We already knew what he had used the blade for even before we checked his wrist. As we thought he had bandaged his wrist and there were countless scars underneath.
So what was I supposed to have said? Was I supposed to have said hey and smile at him like nothing had happened?
Because what can I do? Can I save him even if he doesn't wanna be saved? No I can't. You can't save a person who doesn't wanna be saved you can only try to make them want to be saved.
And how could I possibly save him when I can't even save myself. I'm like him. We are both suicidal. I just don't self harm since I don't see the reason. If you are already hurt then what is the point of adding to the pain that you're already feeling.
I don't wanna feel guilt so I decided to end my life before my brother ends his. I don't wanna live with more pain if he dies first.
I drop him off at home and ask him to tell our parents that I will be home in an hour.
That is a lie.
I park the car at the supermarket and walk to the nearby bridge but then I remember. I should probably write a letter first so they don't think it's their fault. I hurry home and yells hey while running up the stairs to my room.
I take out a paper and starts writing
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Hi it's me, Melody.
I'm not sure what to write here but I'm sorry it had to end like this and just know that it's not your fault. It's not because of what we found in your room Mike. It is not because of you dad and it is not because you neglected me mom.
Life just became too much. There were too many expectations. I was never allowed to do anything.
I don't understand the reason to live. We will all die anyway. It is no big deal. Do not cry for me. Don't cry any tears. You don't cry for animals so why cry for me. I'm not worthy your tears.
I love you all really much.
Bye see you on the other side.
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I folded it and put it in my pocket. Mom called and said there was dinner. We had chicken but I wasn't really hungry. I was going to die anyway.
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It was 12:30 am and I was sitting on the floor in my room with a lot of pills. I found the note and clenched it hard so I wouldn't drop it. I slowly put my hand to my mouth and ate the pills. Then my eyes closed.
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I opened my eyes and looked down at my body. Then I looked around in my room one last time i thought and then there was a light. A girl came out.
"I'm afraid you have to stay until your funeral so you can see the consequences of your decision."
Then she left and I was left standing there staring at the wall. I looked down at my dead body and decided to go to my brother's room.
Mike was awake about to do the exact same thing I just did. I tried to stop him but it was too late he had already eaten the pills.
He closed his eyes and I saw his soul come up. He was surprised to see me there too. He was about to say something when the same girl came and told him the exact same thing just a bit more irritated.
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Sad Short Stories
Short StoryDifferent sad short stories that I think will make you cry. Some may be triggering to some readers.