The Suicide Story

4

Today at school was the worst day at school ever.

As I walked down the corridors of school, the 'popular' group stopped me.

'Oh hey Emily.' Said Jasmine, one of my worst enemies at school 'Why not grab a glass of champagne with us. Oh wait. I forgot... You had an hangover!'

The kids laughed. I felt depressed. The memories from two days ago seemed to have sailed back into my brain, from the strange moment I found the ambulance to when my mum was announced dead.

'It's not true!'
'Yeah! Duh? Haven't you known that the whole of this school watches Sky News. And you're the headline. Everyone knows that your mum has a serious alcohol problem. We'll never mind. At least it all taught us a lesson.'
'What?'
'That you should seriously stay away from everyone. No one wants you here because you're drunk!'

Again, the kids laughed, and I got filled with anger. Using all my strength, I grabbed Jasmine, swung her around 360 degrees, and threw her down. She looked shocked, as she tried to recover from my powerful throw. But I had more. I started to punch, kick and slap her. Hard. Eventually, she was left with a bloody nose, thrown up- twice, had permanent marks all over her face and neck, and a broken leg.

'How does it feel now, spoilt?' I screamed. Then grabbed her bottle of champagne and drank half of it, starting to feel drowsy, my hair in a mess. Then I started to severely hurt her, slapping her even more, and swinging her even more, now that I was drunk. She couldn't revive because of her broken leg. Jasmine whimpered, about to go into tears. I didn't care. Then I drank the remaining of the champagne. Then for my finale move, I picked up Jasmine, and suffocated her for a while.

'You messed with the wrong girl.' I hissed, before throwing her on the hard concrete floor, finishing off her, very sick (Throwing up a third time) had an headache and a black eye. More marks, broke her nose, and a broken leg and arm.

She went into full tears, howling like a dog. Then came a big crowd, (including Jasmine's friends.) They saw all the damage I gave her. The teacher came. The girl that I hurt thrown up again, and everyone moved back. Then again, and started to have difficulty breathing.

'What happened here!?' The teacher said, looking shocked at Jasmine, who seemed to throw up again, but only a tiny bit. Then she looked at the drunken me. All drowsy, dizzy.

Jasmine replied, but only managed 'Emily. Drunk. Hurt. Me. Severely.' Before she fell into a coma.

The crowd was shocked with fear, particularly her friends, who cried and were praying to God that she would stay alive. Her best friend, Joanna, was particularly shocked in all the group.

'You MONSTER!' She screamed 'My best friend could've died now because of you. I thought you were naïve, but it turns out you're a threat to others!' Before she dropped an unconscious friend and ran to the principal. The principal ran to the crowd, and pushed in.

'Emily Francise!' Shouted the principal, before he dragged me to his office.