As im spinning, hurtling at speed, plummeting toward the ground, a panic kicks in. What have i done, how could i have been so stupid - im too young to die, everyone has problems maybe im just blowing them up out of proportion - please, somebody save me. I try to scream but i cant breathe properly, then...........
Im standing over my body, looking down at the mangled child that i once was. Theres an eerie calm, not like before, this was different, i had no feelings or fear, i was just - there. I wasnt in heaven or hell, it was like it was a dream and i was watching from the outside and i had control of what was happining. Im gonna go back to see the people who made me do this, see if theyre feeling clever now.
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Suicidal Tendancies
Short StoryJemma's had enough, enough of being picked on at school, picked on by the teachers and her parents and hated by the world. So she decides to end it all only to discover not everything was as bad as it seemed - but by then it was too late.
