I can't take this anymore. All the stress and worrying over almost nothing. It's killing me inside. And outside. I need to get out. I need to get out now.
I sat on the side of the bridge. The frigid water was rushing beneath me as my feet dangled over the river. The sky was dark and covered by clouds. The rapidly falling snow veiled all the trees and ground that surrounded me. The wind whistled in my ears and blew my hair around me. My tears were falling and my hand was shaking as I wrote my final words on a crumpled piece of paper that was dampened with tears and snow. I barely managed to finish the letter without breaking down. I looked over the letter one final time:
I'm sorry it has to end like this. But there is no reason for me to stay. My talents have faded and I have nothing to live for. I am not worth any sort of part in this world. I'm just a roadblock that gets in the way. I'm not needed for anything. I'm sorry mom and dad, I was too far gone for you to try to save me. You may have thought the therapy and medicine worked, but it didn't. All the stress of trying to be good enough to stay in this place finally got to me. I'm numb. I'm merely an empty vessel wandering around looking for a haven. But that haven doesn't exist on earth. I've done my time in this prison of life. Now it's time for me to go free. Free from the pain, the suffering. On the bright side I'm already gone mentally so that's half the battle fought. Now it's time for me to go physically. I'm sorry to all I've hurt by my going. This is for the best. You all will move on and I'll just become a mere memory in the back of your minds.
Farewell,
Emily
I folded the crappy piece of paper and slid it into the envelope that I was sitting on. I licked it shut and wrote "I'm sorry" on the front. I placed a rock on the tiny square to ensure security from the whirling wind around. I sat for a couple moments. Just staring at the distance. I stared at where the river came into view over the horizon and followed the current until it was under me with my eyes. I glanced around at the trees and all the snow that laid on the branches so delicately. I finally stood up slowly on the little ledge that was on the bridge. I grasped the wooden rail behind me. My hair was still being whipped around from the cold wind and the snow had decorated my wavy locks. I closed my eyes and entered my mind. I remembered all the fun parts of my life and all the good (which there wasn't much of) and smiled. I was at peace. I was ready to go. I can do it. I let go of the wood and started to fall...
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The Only Reason
FanfictionShe doesn't want this anymore. She can't take it. All the stress and fear over nothing. She has to get out. She has to get out now. She wants to end her life. She's on the bridge, building up her courage to finally let go, to finally be free. But th...