Fallen Angel

4.0

As I cry, you tell me to look you in the eye, I get confused because I don't know which face to look at~ Sierra

Still in the basement. Still want to die. Anything new?

Quickly packing up my stuff, I gain a little self confidence and walk up the stairs to the building. "Let me out"I cry knocking on the door.

Door. Doors are both friends and enemies. I love them and I hate them. When you open a door you can escape the outside. But someone could open the door and hurt you. The lashes, the yells. Drunken fathers and single mothers pass through these doors becoming their children's worst nightmare. Some people do it on purpose and others do it oblivious.

Some people said I was lucky. I walked down the halls of my school, with new stuff and a perfect family. It was true but not all things last. When something good happens life laughs and snaps you in the back. Whenever something good happens I expect something bad to happen. My life is a tainted bubble, black, no longer the soft blue that warms your soul and brings a sense of belonging to you.

No one opened the door for me latter that day. I was still stuck in the basement. Soon I heard something slide under the door.

An envelope.

It read

Just kill yourself already.

and a blade underneath.

I read the paper over and over again. Didn't they understand that this is what I've been trying to do. Killing yourself is easier said than done. Tears dropped from my eyes as if they were waterfalls. One by one, swish splash.

This was the last time.

I looked up at the ceiling as if I waiting for a sign. When nothing came, I took the blade and down it went.

(Sorry I have school so I couldn't update by herrrre, hope you enjoy, also if like more books like these, read Abreu_Scarlet depression book (which I made the cover for) and evy-puppy does anyone care. Their both about depression and hardships.