Eight Reasons To Live | d.s

Chapter 2

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The clock ticks steadily, making me feel even more anxious. I haven't been able to concentrate, I haven't been able to write up lyrics. I've been waiting for this day forever.

It's been over a month and I've been collecting the notes. I had to lie to the boys about the notes, I couldn't tell them how I found them. This is my mystery and I have to be the one to solve it.

I left a letter some weeks ago, trying to contact this broken person however, the person hasn't bothered to pick it up; even though they still continue to write the notes and place them between the vinyl records.

Every Sunday, I've been going to the same music store and now, the notes have finally formed into a simple yet powerful sentence.

Part of me wants to die tonight
Part of me wants it to be an accident
And part of me wants someone to notice and stop me.

Its clear the person needs help and its my mission to solve this puzzle.

It's been over a week since the last note and I haven't received anything. It makes me anxious; petrified. Has the person already left, when I could have saved and helped?

My thoughts are killing me inside. Everyday, I wake up and wonder, why has the notes stopped. Everyday it kills me to know there's someone out there, who tried to reach for help but didn't successfully achieve it.

I feel like a failure.

The weather reflects my mood perfectly. It's been raining all week making it harder to leave the house.

I groan frustrated, tossing the crumbled piece of paper into the bin. I lean my head on top the table listening to the rain patter on the double glazing window.

It's too early to go to the store. I want to wait until later, just in case the person comes after.

I've tried to wait for them. I spent my entire Sunday, looming around the store. My eyes were always on that section of the store, if anyone walked over to that area, I would be right behind them.

Unfortunately, it wasn't the person. When the store was closing, only then did I leave. I stayed outside, a cigarette in hand, until the owner locked up the door and went. Sighing I also made my way home.

How was I supposed to help this person when I didn't even know them. My mind flashes back to my mother. My mother's words were always so memorable. She knew what to say at the right time. Maybe perhaps that's where I got the love of writing songs for. She once told me that when a soul needs help. To help them. Us, as humans wonder around aimlessly in this gigantic world where no one really knows why we're here, what's our purpose. Instead of being negative and hating why not focus on helping people.

I remember vividly, my mum sitting me down, a hot chocolate in hand by the fire place and telling me;

"A kind gesture can reach a wound that only compassion can heal"

I looked up at her in confusion, my blue eyes filled with curiosity. That's when she explained.

"Dan, you may only be 11 years old but I can see it in your eyes. Your will to help others. Dear, I want you to realise helping others is the greatest gift anyone can ask you. I see kindness in your eyes. I see a true healer. Son, people like you are the reason the world hasn't gone mad. Because there's hope. There's always hope. Hope for a better world." My mother's eyes glistened as tears welled up in her eyes. I placed my hand over hers and she placed her other hand on top of mine. I always knew how the news made my mum feel. She hated seeing acts of war, any act of violence.

"Let the world know your heart Dan. Don't let people try to bring you down. Don't let the acts of the world get to you. Make your mother proud and always show kindness. That's all I ask for." Her voice cracks. Her eyes seem distant until they land on mine. She tries to say something but then quickly closes her mouth. She gives a weak smile as she gets up and leave. Leave me with the thoughts that clog my mind. I need to make my mother proud.

And now here I am. Trying to find this mysterious person. I flop onto bed, staring at the ceiling.

I will find this person. I will help.

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