WARNING
THIS CONTAINS SUICIDE EVENTS
AND SCARS
READ AT YOUR OWN RISK
*Michael*
My palms were sweaty and my body shivered, but she looked calm.
" can you please get off the tree now" i beg
" no.."
*Brianna*
I was gonna do it and no one was going to stop me, not even the blue haired boy who was determined too.
He didnt care...but then why would he try?." im going to do it .." i say leading my leg foward
" NO STOP" he yells
I look up at him and tears start to fall, i was angry and frustrated with him. He didn't want me to jump..but why? He doesn't even know me.
" JUST PLEASE LET ME DO THIS" i yelled " ive been strong for eighteen years...thats enough suffering...i want to be free, i want to be free from this pain i feel every fucking day OKAY. Just please..i have too.
" my names michael... i lived in a shitty foster home till i was eighteen. My parents left me under a bridge when i was about three months old. They were addicts. My foster parents didnt give two shits about me and so i was on my own for a really long time. Now i live on my own and have pretty good friends that are always there for me when i need them..."
Rolling my eyes at him i wipe a tear off my cheek.
" thanks but i didn't ask for your life story" i say
" look life might be shitty, but it gets better...trust me i was thinking about ending my life about a year ago..but it got better...and it will for you too" he said
My mind was swerving. Was i really going to jump or get down from this tree i stand upon. Michael and i weren't as different. We both suffered, but he didnt jump.... but am i ?
" dont you want to get married one day? Have kids? Watch them grow and maybe even see your grandchildren? " he yelled
I kept quiet for a moment but then spoke
" why didnt you..just end it?" I said
" cause i found people who cared about me when they didn't have too..and brought me back up" he said. "And so im here..cause i care"
More tears started falling and some of my thoughts were completely
changed.Jump...he doesn't care
DO IT!
no one loves you
Just jump it will be over soon
My head was pumping and my hands were over my back head making me move around. And at that moment my foot slipped and i had already fallen.
I was desperately gasping for air. I tried to untie the knot in my neck but i was too weak. Michael quickly ran up to the tree and tried to untie the tree knot. He was close to loosening the rope but before i could look up i was already unconscious.
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Slowly opening my eyes i see a blur but it fades away . My sight was better and i came upon the blue haired boy. I looked over myself, my arms were filled with needles and i had one of those breathing tubes up my nose. I was at the hospital..again...
" how are you feeling" he asked
" i feel like shit" i reply
Looking down at my arms he looked too. He saw my scars and two or so fresh cuts. I looked down in embarrassment.
" hey its okay" he said pulling up his sleeve exposing his scars.
They looked old. I guess everything he said back at the tree house was true..it gets better.
All i could do was give him a weak smile and he did to.
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