Henry's Fall

I stare up at the ceiling in the dark, looking at the faint shapes I see as I drift out of my thoughts for a moment. I turn over to my clock sitting on my nightstand, 2:57 am it reads. I turn back to my ceiling and listen to the absolute silence as my thoughts begin to take over again.

Not needed, the main thing that comes to my mind, and it's true, no one needs me anymore, just pushed to the side, "Henry go read a book upstairs or something" "Henry could you go somewhere else right now" "Henry get out of the house for a few hours."

They've all said them every single one if my family members when I try to help or just want to spend time with them. They don't want me anymore, they don't need me anymore. My moms are always too busy with their boyfriends anyway why would they want to do anything with me when they have them. And my grandparents are always busy with Neal. I don't even have any friends at school.

No one would care if I just disappeared. If they really cared they would have noticed how my smiles slowly became faker and faker, they would have noticed the sadder tone in my voice, the falseness behind my laugh, my appetite getting smaller and smaller, the bags under my eyes, the brokenness behind my eyes, they would have noticed.

"They don't want you, you're a burden" I hear the words echo in my head, and they're true, I know they are. Maybe I should rid them of their burden.

"Do it they'll be happier without you" and it's true, they will. So I've made up my mind and there's no going back. I stand up making sure to make as little noise as possible and walk over to my desk. I take out a pen and paper and write an explanation, tell them how I've felt and that I still love them, and after its completed I fold it and place it in an envelope.

I open my door and walk across the hallway to the bathroom. I slowly open the medicine cabinet and find what I'm looking for, my anxiety medication. I pour the little pills out into my hand, there's 18 there. I turn around to look at myself in the mirror. I don't see that happy, innocent kid, whose main goal was breaking a curse, I saw a broken damaged teenager who's family didn't need him.

I grabbed the first pill, put it in my mouth and swallowed it, then another, and another until all 18 were gone. I started to get light headed so I slid down the wall until I was on the cold bathroom tiles. I looked up at the ceiling again and smiled slightly.

"I'll see you soon dad" I whispered, before my whole world went black.