My Name Is Marcel

Marcel's POV:

I sigh looking out at the rainy day. It seemed very interesting at the moment. The droplets, like tears of sadness. Like my tears of sadness. Constant. Always there. The words the other kids said always got to me. I am worthless. I don't belong here. I shouldn't exist. I'm a mistake. Life was a very hard thing. You either made it to the top or stayed right at the bottom of it all.

I let the tears fall. I couldn't help it. I've been holding these in all day. There is no reason for me to be living anymore. I have to quit life. No one bothers to remember my feelings during all of this. Nope. Not Marcel. He's a nerd. Useless. Unwanted.

These words were like daggers to the heart to me. I look over at my mirror. I see the goody two shoes Marcel that no one wants. No one loves. My tear stained cheeks and blotchy face. Unappealing. I stand up. Now is the time to do it. To rid myself of the horrible pain. To rid others of having me in their presence. I finally decided I have no purpose in life. I am going to kill myself. Today, December 7th 2013.

I head downstairs. Mom and Gemma aren't home. My coat is unneeded now. I don't care if I'm cold. It won't matter soon. I quickly step outside in the freezing cold slush. Without a coat. The only thing I took with me is a notebook I have kept all these years of the pain, and a pen. I need to write a note. I head to the car slowly. Letting my cheeks turn red from the bitter cold. It pinches my cheeks. I don't care. I step into my car shutting the door quickly so I wont get any sleet on the seat in the car. I keep crying. Letting the hot salty tears be the only thing to warm my cheeks. I put the key in and turn the car into drive. Here we go. I slowly make my way down to the lake. To kill myself.

It's hard to see now. Being the only thing I see are tears. I stop in the parking lot of the lake. No one is here at 11:00. As I suspected.

I step out and let the darkness of the night sky consume me. The sleet falls onto my skin, burning slightly. I make my way through the sleet in the parking lot to the lake. I set up some things I might need earlier this week.

I grab the long rope off the bench. I take deep breaths. I walk over to the tree. The tree I grew up playing on. The tree me and my father would sit in and sing songs. I sniffle. I miss him more than anything. My glasses are wet with tears and grey sleet.

I wipe them off before making my way to one of the highest branches. I put one foot on the slippery bark, grabbing a thin branch above me to keep myself balanced. I tie the rope ready to tie myself next. I grab the end of the rope ready to leave my life behind. Slowly, I begin to tie it tightly around my neck.

"STOP! MARCEL RIGHT NOW! GET DOWN HERE!" I hear a beautiful girl with red hair and blue eyes shriek. "I'm doing this for everyone's good. Not just my own." I say crying hardly as I'm prepared to jump off the branch. "Marcel. No!" she grabs my leg and pulls herself up to meet my level. "Don't..." she whispers out of breath. I cry harder, if possible, and she untied the rope from the tree and my neck and hugs me tightly. I cry tears of despair into her shoulder. "Marcel don't let anyone get you down." she looks sternly yet sincerely into my eyes. I sniffle and nod. She jumps down and offers me her hand. I jump with her. "I'm Cheyenne." she holds out her hand. "I know who you are." i smile down at her. I recognize her from school. She's mildly popular. Very beautiful with her piercing eyes and luscious curls that bounce when she walks. "me too." she smiles.

"I'm glad I was here..." she says happily. How can someone be so happy. All I know is that I'm glad she did this. Or I wouldn't have met her.

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