Prologue

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The circle of devastation had appeared as the clouds cling to the night sky, the wind whistling its dismal tune, the rain pattering against the tiles, alongside the cold hugging my body. What made me come here?

Here I am, gazing at the moon, on the roof.

I don't know what bought me here, to the place where I may meet my fate. Standing here I realise how I lost. I didn't pass the test life had thrown at me instead I stand here defeated. Envy building up inside me. I even lost him. He told me he would stay by my side but where is he in my time of need.

Here I am, gazing at the moon, ready to jump.

"Don't! Don't jump!"

Was that a voice being carried along the wind screaming for me not to allow myself to stoop so low or was it my conscience telling me I know better. Was it his voice? Could it have been?

Memories of the time I was walking along the river bank flashed before me. One of the coldest nights of the year. I was distraught having had lost so much. I never acknowledged that I was at fault, instead I blamed those around me, him, my mother, my so called friends.It was all me. I was ready to leave this world just as I am ready now.

He found me though. He screamed them same words, "Don't! Don't jump!".

"I'm ready to !" I exclaimed

But he was ready too. He knew me more than I knew myself.

" I know how you feel. It's okay to feel that way, we don't always get what we want and I think it's about time you understand that. I get it Mckayla your life's been going downhill but if you take another step towards that river my life will go downhill too. I know you well enough to know that you wouldn't want that. What about your mum? What about everyone who has ever cared for you? What about me? How are you gonna leave us to suffer without you?" Tears were streaming down my face. "We've all been through a lot Mckayla, but you know what? We have to fight through it. Look up. You see the moon? My mother taught me that as long as that is up there and shining, there will always be hope because there will always be a new day on the other side of it and a new day brings new things. There's hope. Don't you ever forget that!"

With those words I stepped back and fell to the floor, remembering what I had, and what I would be leaving behind. Reminding myself that there was too much to lose and that this life was worthwhile.

He was right then and his words ringing in my head, tell me that he was always right and I should've listened.
All I'm left with is a broken promise and a tattered letter yet I know it's not over. There's more to come.

Here I am, gazing at the moon, ready to accept life and move on because as long as that circle of hope is always there I will get through this.
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