My Life: Owen Young

The Downfall

It wasn't until late November 2014 that I realized my one and only was falling for another. This boy's name was Zach Schilling. He had liked her for quite sometime, and often bullied me with harassment when he felt she wouldn't know. She never believed me when I told her, as she was falling for him. Naturally this was ripping me apart. Every moment was thoughts of her leaving for him. I would vent to Liam of such things all the time, and he would listen. I felt as if I needed her, that if I lost her my purpose for being on this world would be gone with the love that was once hers for me.
This realization made me start a process of theft. I became addicted to the stimulant Caffeine. I would take it where I could get it, resulting in the loss of money, and theft of common energy drinks nightly. I was on the horrible schedule of anywhere from four to five a night. This would bring me a feeling of rapid blood flow and dizziness, resulting in not being able to walk straight. I thought this to be the perfect suicide before I lost her...
I then moved to Caffeine pills, once again stolen. These had the same effect, yet faster. Thanksgiving 2014 was spent on a caffeine high.
When Thanksgiving break ended, it was the second day of December. I started to reduce the use of these pills, to concentrate on keeping my girlfriend. When the bell rung for that last period of the day, me and Liam and our friend Raymond Cooper, were supposed to be going down to the weightlifting program held by our Cross Country coach. With a very high ego and confidence in my ability to get away with theft, I decided to take my two friends to the local grocery store of Beverly OH, Sponey's IGA. I had the bright idea of picking off from their alcohol selection, In hopes of numbing any future pain the future may hold for my relationship.
I won't give too much detail on the trip there, but basically, I put a bottle of vodka in my waistband and left the store... As soon as we were out, Liam, Raymond and myself all turned around with dropped hearts as the manager of the store halted us on our getaway. He then proceeded to yell in pure anger and resentment at us before calling the Beverly police station.
The police officer was very kind and a relief to see after the horror that was the manager and co-manager. I had to call my mother and tell her of the event that took place. When we arrived at the station in the back of the cold police car, we were sat at a table... I was holding back tears... We all were. I knew that I was about to lose everything, my families trust, my best friend, and my girl. Raymond summed up the whole event with a single sentence. "That was a stupid fucking idea".
Needless to say I had my phone and all access of anything to communicate taken away from me, given the manager decided not to press charges because of going back to apologize on the way home. That night I cried in prayer, asking God to not take Aaliyah Riddle out of my life. I thought of every possible way to end my life. The next few weeks of school were hell. Liam decided to stop talking to me all together, and leave me behind with nothing but the pain of the knife shoved in my back. I had frequent panic attacks and was alone at school, as I didn't want to talk to anyone but the two that didn't want to talk to me.