Noah
I don't know what to do anymore. I don't know what to think anymore. I don't know what to feel anymore. I don't know what to say anymore. I don't need to say anything. I have a plan. To end our relationship. To end Jaden. To end me. I have a plan.
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NarratorNoah finds a long thick rope in his dad's old shed. He goes into the kitchen and gets a long knife. He then cuts the rope a little bit shorter. Then, he cuts his wrists and ankles. He makes a short note to McKenzie and his mother. It reads:
Dear McKenzie,
I'm sorry. Really sorry, McKenzie.
I don't like this world. I don't like Jaden. You know him, my bully. This is because of him. Because of mom. Because dad left us. Because Lindsey is a little slut.
I'm sorry for my language if you don't like it.
Lindsey wanted to sleep with me, or so I thought. She lied. Jaden beat me up. Twice. Those were the bruises you saw. I'm sorry. Goodbye.
Sincerely, Noah.
The one to his mother reads:
Dear mother,
You know, you're a real slut. Not just because you sleep with a new man every night. Because you made dad leave. I saw you. You hurt him. You got away with it. That's why he left. That's why everything in the whole freaking world went to hell for me. For McKenzie. For dad. I bet he killed himself, just like me. I bet he hated you, just like me. I bet misses McKenzie, if he's still alive, just like me. But you shouldn't mourn. You won't miss us anyway. You hate us. If anything, you're happy. Me and dad are in a better place. One that didn't turn into hell because of you.
Sincerely, Noah. Your dead son.
Noah wrapped them in a card, each saying their name. Then he forgot. Lindsey. He better tell McKenzie to give it to her. Hers reads:
Dear Lindsey,
You're such a bitch. A slut. You're the one who wanted to sleep with me. You're the one who told Jaden. You won't miss me, you won't. Goodbye Lindsey. You won't care if I die.
Sincerely, Noah.
He then puts on shorts so he can see his bruised legs and cut ankles. Then a t-shirt, so he can see his slit wrists.
He then hung the rope on the shower rail, connected between the two walls. He tied it then tied the other end into a noose knot. He put the rope around his neck.
Then, he texted Eric and said, Goodbye.
He jumped off of the counter and gasped for one last breath before the life was sucked out of him.
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Sorry for this chapter. I know some people won't like it. But I had to make it. It wouldn't be the story then.One more chapter!!! Who's excited?!

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A Necklace of Hope
FantasyNoah. 16 years old. Bullied. Depression. Thoughts. {COMPLETE} SHORT STORY