Newton's third law of physics is "for every action there is an equal and opposite reaction" my action is to take my life. The equal and opposite reaction is for the world to become a brighter place.
The room is dead silent, not a single soul except mine. I grab the thick old rope off of my bed and carefully knot it. One loop after another until a noose is formed, just big enough to fit over my head. I grab the short, cold, metallic looking chair from the crowded desk hiding in the corner of my bedroom. I bring the chair and mount the rope on a long, sturdy pole hung in my closet. I step onto the chair and put my head through the rough, coarse rope. I take in everything around me. I listen to the birds chirping, I see the sun peaking through the window, creating a gorgeous rainbow, the taste of my blood dances on my tounge from where I bit my lip earlier, I feel my heart beating so fast it might escape from my chest, I smell a crisp citrus smell from the herbal infuser sitting on my desk. These are my final senses. The last things I will ever know. I'm don't know if I'm ready for this yet. My mind jumbles . In one final motion, I kick the chair out from under me and the rope clenches around my neck. My breath stopped and I blackout in minutes. I wake up a few hours later tethered to a hospital bed hooked up with IV poles and heart monitors. I look around the room and see my parents outside the window with a look of horror on their face. This would have been the second child they have lost to suicide. The first, my brother Alexander. And now they almost lost me, Elliot. The nurse sees that I have woken up and immediately alerts my parents. They slowly walk into the room and can only stare at the blues, reds, and purples that stain my neck from the rope. They look horrified and disappointed that they could ever let one of their children get to the point that they think that their only option in getting better is to take their own life. Let alone two of us. I try to talk to them but my voice as quiet and raspy from my throat being constricted for so long. My parents whisper quietly among each other about various things. I only hear bits and pieces of the conversation. I hear keywords such as "therapy", "treatment", "institution" and others such as that. It's not very hard to figure out the rest of it. I don't want to be in a hospital. I don't need to be. I can get through this. It will take time, but it's achievable
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My Search for the Meaning of Life
General Fiction"Newton's third law of physics is "For every action there is an equal and opposite reaction". My action is to take my life. The opposite and equal reaction is for the world to become a brighter place."
