FLIGHT
Chapter 1
“No! Don’t leave!”
The door slammed and I crumbled. The last faithful rose vanished, I was alone. Silent tears ran slowly, painfully down my scarred cheeks, as I pressed myself against the hard wood floor. Then something snagged in the corner of my twisted mind, I didn’t have to do this anymore. There was a way out.
I pulled myself off the cold uninviting surface and did the only thing (in my mind) possible, I left. I pushed open the chipped yellow door that had been slammed in my face just moments before, wiped the tears from my eyes and walked slowly down the overgrown pathway, toward the fate the awaited me. IT was freezing, but that didn’t matter anymore, nothing did. The war raging in my head was one between sense and emotion, my head was pounding with the force of each blow. Sense was retreating as my emotions became ever stronger, and fear became nonexistent.
Thump, thump, thump...silence. I was on the edge looking over into the dark abyss. He had driven me here once, on a romantic picnic, and now I find myself here again, alone. That word that haunts me alone, alone, alone... It was like he was stood next to me whispering it in my ear. Alone. This wasn’t the end I wanted but anything would be better then waking up tomorrow, alone. Alone. A shiver ran down my back as the howling winds swept my long black hair into my face, serpents attacking my swollen eyes. The harsh night threatened to push me over the edge, but I stood firm, if I was going to go it would be by my own hand, not that of Mother Nature and her harsh pranks. Suddenly an image flashed into my head, an image of the children, all their smiling faces, it brought a tear to my eye, they will miss me if no one else will.
I lifted my chin to the wind, sucked in a ragged breath and stepped off the edge. Whips hit my tired face as I plummeted through my life. I cringe mentally as the horror story played before me, all the times I had been hurt both physically and mentally, but also the times I had been shown love. The times I had wished for the end and the times that I had hoped would last forever.
Death was imminent.
Then a hard crack... I was gone.
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FLIGHT
Teen Fictionwhen life spins into complete disaster, and you just want it to stop, you make your own end, but wouldnt it just be really annoying if that was only the begining....