*Trigger Warning: Sensitive content/scene-suicide, self-harm, cancer mention and blood.
Alex has a nightmare about her mother committing suicide.
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Mum is sitting down on a chair in front of a huge mirror, in a hospital gown while cutting the rest of her hair. She is extremely pale and very skinny. The scissors are shaking in her hands. She cuts the final strand of hair and lets them fall on the ground.
She looks up in the mirror and just stares at her reflection.
"I think you're beautiful" I say.
"Thank you sunshine" She smiles sweetly.
That smile disappears within seconds and is replaced with a sad expression on her face. She doesn't look at me, she admires the scissors and grips them tightly while parting them and putting them on her wrist.
"Mum?!" Panic in my voice.
She looks up at me in the mirror and within that second slashes her wrist.
"Mum! Stop!" I want to get up from the spot that I am sitting, but I can't "Please"
The blood drips from her wrist on the white floor.
"It's okay" She says weakly.
And she does it again and again, swaps wrists and repeats the actions several more times. The lines appear deeper and redder and there are so many of them on her wrists.
This is horrific, yet when she was doing that she looked so peaceful.
She stops "You know Alex..." She looks at me in the mirror "Faith decided for me, but right now I am deciding for myself-cancer beat me, I know I can't be saved. But now I am beating cancer-I am faster, and I know the time and the reason"
Tears stream down my face.
"It's okay..." She continues.
Blood flows on her hospital gown, the chair, her feet and the floor.
I want to do something, but I am paralysed, I can't move, all I can do is cry and shout.
The bloody, dark red colour is spreading everywhere.
"I just want to end all of this..." She says weakly "I'm sorry Alex"
"But I need you"
She smiles and within seconds that smile is wiped away as her body fall to the side and then she falls off the chair.
I can hear a bone cracking noice, like she broke a bone or a few.
"Mum?!" I shout again while crying my eyes out. I try again and this time I can finally move, I run to my mother and hold her in my arms "Mum?! Please!" I cry.
Both of us are on the floor, in the puddle of blood.
I look at my mothers face, she has her eyes closed like she's unconscious but when I stop sobbing just for a second I can't hear any sign of her breathing or being alive.
"No, no!" I hold her face with my hands which are covered in her blood.
"I need you!" My heart aches and tears flow uncontrollably.
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(End of nightmare)
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|The Tomboy And The Trouble Maker|
Teen FictionA story about an 18 year old girl named Alexandria Parker, who lives in London together with her brother and father. She had life showing her the hard way, same with her family. Her mother died when she was only 8 and she was left by herself. Well...
