Short Stories/Dreams

Leaving

(Depressing story here.)

They found her hanging on the ceiling fan, her rainbow colored rope around her delicate neck. A stool was knocked over next to her tiny feet.

Years of self-abuse showed itself on her arms. Scars stood out on her tanned skin. On her legs, long lines were still bleeding, blood trailing down in sad fragments.

They found a note next to her jewelry box, a heart locket laying beside it. She had wrote in beautiful cursive:

"The flowers have wilted,
The darkness has grown,
I tried my best,
But no one had known,
That my best wasn't enough,
Because I've tied this rope,
I've written this note,
And as I step off this stool,
I accept my fate.
Goodbye cruel world,
I won't miss the society's hate,
Or this bull."

A splatter of blood was at the end, her initials written in the redness. "ALI".

Her parents were in the doorway, sobbing, as they gazed at her hanging body. Terra, her younger sister, stared up at her body.

"Why is sissy not moving?" She asked her mom, who hugged Terra to her, drying her tears.

"Sissy isn't alive anymore, sweetie. She's going to her new home."

"Heaven?"

"Yes sweet-"

"Mr. and Mrs. Inflare, we found another note." Her parents rushed forward and looked at it.

"Dear Mom,
I love you. You were always there for me. But I can't be here for you anymore. I hope the best upon you.

Dear Daddy,
I hope you cherish all the memories of me. How I fell off the trampoline and broke my nose, but laughed it off while blood ran down my face. How we bought matching clothes for Halloween and went around telling everyone we were twins. Everything else. Please remember me like that, not like my hanging body a few feet away from you. Remember my happy face, my laughter.

Dear Terra,
Never pick up a razor. Never play with rope. Don't become like me, darling. Be a super star, a pop artist, even a DJ. Be something happy, be happy. Be yourself, you lovable teddy bear.

Dear Ryan,
You were my first boyfriend. My last boyfriend. I hope you remember our first date, our first kiss, everything. I hope you know that I love you, even now. Even as I'm dead. I hope you move on with your life, and get a better, happier girlfriend. Someone who won't leave you. Someone who won't crack under hate. You deserve it. Take your engagement ring back, and give it to her.

Dear Bell,
You were my best friend. We shared so many memories. Remember when we keyed your boyfriend's car? And carved our names into the seats? Yeah, me too. I also remember you gave me this best friends forever necklace. I can't be that, not anymore. Because I'm not around anymore. So it can't be forever. Take the necklace. It should be right next to this. Give it to someone else.
I love you all,
Anna Lydia Inflare"

A necklace sat next to the note, along with an engagement ring.

***
{Ten Years Later}

Ryan sat in his apartment, staring at the engagement ring. He hadn't met anyone worthy of his wife, no one but Anna. But she had left him, right after he had proposed. He took a large slurp of beer and glanced down. His life had taken a downfall after she had killed herself. After his grades plummeted and his coach kicked him off the team, he couldn't go to college.

***

Terra sat down in her sister's room, imagining her hanging body staring down at her. Tears dropped down her face as she looked down at her arms. Scars whitened her tan skin. She had done what her sister had told her not to do.

Everyone had left her. Her parents had split after two years without Anna, her father dying soon from a drunk driver crashing into him. Her mom had been driven into depression and later on killed herself. She was being taken care of by Anna's best friend, Bell, but she knew it wouldn't last.

Everyone left her, she thought, as she tied the same rope Anna had used around her own neck. She stepped off the new stool, choking herself. She closed her eyes, waiting for the darkness.

And it came.

***

Bell opened Anna's old bedroom, knowing she would find Terra in there. She froze, grasping her heart. Terra had hanged herself. Like her sister.

***

The point of this depressing story, everyone cares about you. Your sisters, brothers, parents, relatives, will never be the same if you left the earth.

So please don't leave it.