I dedicate this book to my friend Rena. Even though things may get bad, there is always someone waiting to see a smile on your face.*********
I sit here alone in the bathroom with a razor in my hand wondering if ending it all is a choice.
I realize it may be selfish but I am a very selfish person. After all I have gone, through I deserve to die.
I prep my razor and get ready to end it all.
I gently and gracefully slide the razor across my skin as the blood starts to trickle out.
As I start to lose blood I hear my mom walk up the stairs.
She keeps calling my name and expecting me to answer but I don't want anyone to save me.
She starts banging on the bathroom door and I realized she had found out that I was cutting myself. Don't ask me how but she knew.
She eventually got the door down just as I slipped out of reality. The last glimpse of life I saw -and possibly the worst- was my mom holding my lifeless body as she couldn't save me.
After dad died all she had was me but as I started to progress in age, I also started new hobbies and acquired some new friends (it makes me wonder where they are now while I am laying on a bathroom floor in my mom's arms dying).
But I guess I better start from the beggining of my story (all my wonderful friends included) . Hi my name is Lauren and I am kinda an emotional outcast.
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One Last Breath
Short StoryThis story is about a suicidal girl who is just trying to make it through life but runs into a bump.....