At first I thought I had a perfect life. I was rich, beautiful, nice. But then I got a text. It said that I was a loner. A loser. I felt misplaced and for the first time I did feel alone. I knew that I wasn't a loner. But I started to feel like one. It's scary how words can have a deep gauge to your life. So I did something to put me out of my misery. I just didn't know it would hurt the one's I loved so much.
"Hello I'm Catherine Gales and this is your weekly news! This week a young girl had commited suicide due to constant bullying. A young couple had found her body while fishing by Tipi Lake. The police fouund some cut marks on the arm and a slit to the inner thigh. They guessed that her death was due to non-stop bleeding. Her horrible death will be held deeply in our hearts. So i'd like to take this time to have silence in her honor....Thank you very much and best wishes to Hansel and Marta Turtto."
"Hansel."
"Yes Marta."
"I feel like this is my fault. All my fault!"
"How is that? It was the bully's fault not yours in any way. Any way at all."
"Oh Hansel, that's what you think. She came home everyday crying. Just gushing tears. I'd ask her what was wrong and she'd say that she was being bullied. I told her to stick up for herself but she said it didn't help. So I told her there was n-n-nothing I c-c-could do!!!"
I saw my mothers tears pour as my father held her tightly in his arms gently brushing her hair with his hands. I wish I could tell my mother everything that happened so she would'nt feel so damn guilty! But I can't. Because I'm dead.
The next morning I had gone to Savery's. (my old friends house) When I had peeked through the window, all I could see is her tightly grasping a pillow and slitting her wrists till her bed covers were no longer white.
"SAVERY NO!" I screamed.
I knew there was really nothing I could do since I was a ghost. I lonely ghost. I couldn't watch Savery take another rip at her self so I did something. I think this helped her...
I flew through her window and straight to her parents room where they lay watching 'The Marty Show'. I stole the remote right off their bed and flew it to Savery's room. I placed it in her wastebasket so she would't notice and flew back to the parents room to turn off their TV. They totally blanked and tried to find the remote.
"SAVERY!" Mrs. Hazelnut (Savery's mother) screamed from their bedroom.
As soon as Savrey had heard her mothers voice she jumped up from her bed and hid in her closet.
"SAVERY!" Mrs. Hazelnut screamed one more time. Savery didn't answer once again so Mrs. Hazelnut got up from her bed and made her way to Savery's room. Savery shook in her closet fearing that her mother would be furious. I kinda felt bad that I busted Savery so I joined her in her closet.
"Poor Savery...I wish she could hear me..." I said sadly.
When I turned to look at Savery again she was looking at me with her eyes spread wide open and her mouth dropped to the floor. Just as I was about to shoosh her she screamed. LOUDLY.
"SAVERY!!!!" Mrs. Hazelnut screamed as she entered Savery's room.
Savery ran to her mother and held her tight but her mother flew back from Savery's arms staring at the bloody mess.
"Mamma it's not...I mean it's just not..."
"How could you do this to yourself! I don't want you to die like Mickey!!!!!!! Wait...is that why?"
"Yes mamma. That's why. I didn't intentionally hurt myself. It was just depression..."
"Oh...but why were you screaming?"
"That's because I saw Savery in my closet."
"..."
"SHE WAS THERE MOM! I SAW IT!"
"Honey I don't think you actually saw her. Sometimes the things that we loose still fel like their here with us."
"NO. I saw her."
"NO you didn't!
"YES I DID!"
"SAVERY YOU DID NOT SEE MICKEY! SHE IS DEAD!"
"NOOOO!" Savery tried to run out of her room but her mom held her tightly while Savery tried to get loose but her mother held her closer to her chest and brushed her hair gently.
"It's okay. Shhh...It's okay." Savery cried a little whie in her mother's arms and closed her eyes tightly. I missed that feeling of my mothers warmth. I missed it alot.
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Non-FictionAt first I thought I had a perfect life. I was rich, beautiful, nice. But then I got a text. It said that I was a loner. A loser. I felt misplaced and for the first time I did feel alone. I knew that I wasn't a loner. But I started to feel like one...