The only stairway

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  My first week in this wretched hell we call "school" is hard enough being a transferee. I just want to end it already. My aunt left me and mother always gets drunk. Ever since that man came into our lives ruining us from the inside out.

  The stress is eating at my soul. Home is so abusive, I just don't want to go back. I feel like a lifeless doll controlled by the strings of a human I now call "Father". I just want to go back into the days when my  real father was alive.

  The guilt, the pressure, the agony, the stress. I'm just shattered glass, a broken toy, a worthless daughter. My childhood memories have been broken ever since my mother turned into an alcoholic. How can I relieve this pain? Of all the scars, the bruises, the fear you have marked me with?

  "End it" a voice whispered in my head
   "End it" it repeated over an over, only getting louder and louder.

   My body started acting up on it's own, as it lead me up to the stairs, heading to the rooftop. I was about ready to take off my shoes when I saw her.





Hello, Spider Mums here (a.k.a the author)!! Please tell me if I should continue this story or just dump it. Also please tell me how to improve this story. A little reminder for most people "If you have something rude to say,don't say it and move on". Thank you for reading, hope you have a delightful day!!!

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