Day 2 — Tell about a character who lost something important to him/her.
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WARNING: Parts of this may be triggering, if you are struggling with suicidal thoughts, and this may trigger you PLEASE DO NOT READ. Get help, someone will miss you. Thank you.
How do you start a story like this? How do you sit down and tell your grandchildren that you have lost this? The most important thing in your life, the thing that keeps you going everyday, gone. The only way to tell this story is honestly. I am sorry to my mother, to my grandmother, to my future wife, to my readers. if you are reading this; I am so sorry. My name is Noah Barkley, this is the story of how I lost my mind.
You don't expect it, one day you are sitting in your math class joking about how the teacher makes you want to kill yourself, and then in what seems like the next instant you are staring down at a bottle of pills wondering if you should take them. A voice taunts you "Really, Noah. Pills? You know thats how most women choose to go, take the pills and the pain melts away. You've always been a pussy. Do it." But you don't still. You have a sister, a brother, a dad, a mother. A mother who you tell what you've been thinking about doing and you make her cry. Then you have a therapist, then you have a friend in a mental hospital because you "needed some help."
It's okay though, because you know what they say everything that is lost must be found. I want to find my mind, I want to know where I lost it. I think that point was when I decided to start caring what people said.
Don't do that. Don't listen to your 'friends.' Not if they tell you 'jokingly' that you are a 'fatass' or a 'loser.' If they tell you that, listen to your mother, listen to your family. Listen to your little sister and look at her smile when you buy her an ice cream and take her to the park. Don't listen to the side of your mind that wants to listen to someone else, that might be the left or right side. I am not sure.
Back to the point, I don't know how I lost it, but this is how I found it. This is my story. I am Noah Barkley. And on Decmeber 7th I took the first train that I could afford to Manhattan.
Everything that is lost must be found. Spoiler alert: She found my mind, and I found her.
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