Today has been a stressful day. If I wouldn't have made so many mistakes, I'd probably have a better life. I lay in my bed and think of the biggest mistake I ever made. Continuing life. I close my eyes but I can't seem to sleep. I try counting sheep, but that's not working. I blink and when I open my eyes I'm in my old bed sleeping next to a younger version of me. Then the younger me wakes up and she is hyperventilating. I have asthma severely and when I was younger it was way worse. As she's hyperventilating, I tell her who I am. I tell her that I'm her from the future. She starts to hyperventilate more aggressively. I say, "Your life-- our life, our future is horrible. The biggest mistake I ever made, was this night. When I started screaming for help. When I begged my parents to come save me. God was calling me home and I should have went, I regret it everyday. You will to. We suffer so much in the future. We get bullied. Physically and emotionally. It's OK Aaliyah. We'd be happier dead. Don't call our parents; just let go. It's what's best Aaliyah." I sat there and I hold her as she utters her last breath. Tears falling down both of our faces. As she's dying, my body starts to fade away, but at the same time, I start to remember all the good in my life. My mom and dad who love me. My little sister. And my best friend, who sticks beside me through everything. I start to scream." No! God no! I'm sorry, I didn't mean it! I want to take it back! Please!" But it's too late. I'm gone. We're gone. And there is no more that I can do.
This is a short story I wrote for school. The moral is that, yes you might have a lot going on and yes, it might seem like to much to handle. But you do have people who love you. You have some good mixed in with all that bad. And just look at that light at the end of the tunnel because once you are gone there is no way you can come back. I love you. God bless you and thank you for reading my story.
