If I End It All

Chapter 1

" I know of people who don't believe it, But depression is an illness, but unlike, say, a broken leg, you don't know when it will get better."

-Marian Keyes

" I love yo-"

BEEP BEEP BEEP

My alarm clock blares noise as I slowly wake up from my dream.

'It was such a good dream'

I thought to myself. Adam Levine was just about to pronounce his love to me. I sigh and sit up, rubbing my eyes to try and wake up. I push my blankets back and step out of my warmth into the chilly room. I run my hands over my arms and walk over to my dresser. I pull out a grey long sleeve t-shirt and a pair of jeans. I slip the clothes on and walk into the bathroom connected to my room. I walk over to the mirror and look at myself. I see my blue eyes staring back at me. My eyes flicker up to my brown bedhead hair. I pick up my brush and brush my hair back out of my eyes, but it just falls forward again. I sigh and set the brush down.

I walked out of the bathroom and over to the side table next to my bed. I unplugged my phone. I turned on my phone and looked at the time. It was around 7:20. I sighed and walked downstairs and into the kitchen. There was a note on the fridge

Tay,

Had to go and finish some paperwork at

the college. Have a good first day! Make good choices!

-Jes

I smiled at my sisters perkiness. I opened the fridge and pulled out a yogurt. I sat down and quickly ate it. I got up, put the cup in the trash, and put the spoon in the sink. I walked into the living room and looked at the time on the clock, it was 7:32. I walked over to the mat next to the door and picked up my shoes. I sat on the edge of the couch and slipped on my shoes. I grabbed my car keys, and walked outside. I locked the door and hopped into my car and started driving to East Side High School.