My "social life" wasn't going great so I decide move school.You see my parents were never home they loved me but they were to busy with there "business" which one day I would take over (but I never thought it would be so soon).
After I had fully recovered I hadn't been myself I always felt forgotten since my parents would never call to check up on me I would always be the one calling them. My fourteen year old self was living by herself in a mansion all alone with no one and had to do everything by herself. I was forgotten! I have no hope, I was worthless. I couldn't handle living In a world where no one knew I existed, I was non existent, I was a nobody. I had to cook for my self, do my own laundry and clean up for myself. I had ENOUGH!!
I couldn't handle the pain that I am suffering so I took a blade and sharped it and slowly started moving it up and down my wrist making the blade touch my skin making me bleed I kept going until I couldn't handle the pain. My deep red blood was oozing out of the cut that I had created. I then took a cloth and wrapped it around the fresh cut. I felt the pain of cut but I also felt a feeling of satisfaction.
I felt the need that I needed pain, I needed to make myself suffer like how everyone and everything did to me. I decided to go to the abandoned bridge where the water was filled with diseases and poison and monsters. I decided that I would go there at 2 am hoping no one would see me committing the sin that is killing myself. I had to leave this awful place I had to end my life to get rid of my pain that couldn't be obtained with me. I had to leave in order for peace.
I made it their 2 am sharp I was wearing a black hoodie, black jeans, a black hat and a black face mask in order for no one to notice my existence. I reached the edge of the bridge and I saw how the sky was pitch black making a dull and gloomy atmosphere making me feel that the decision I have made was the wrong thing. I felt like God was telling me something as if he was giving me a sign. Oh well I couldn't care less I was committed that I would commit to this. I started breathing slowly and hesitantly I felt an ache in my heart.
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Forgotten
Short StoryForgotten is a story about a girl who had everything but then everything takes a turn for the worse. Emma who is the main character then starts going through struggles and is ignored and abandoned she is forgotten and broken by those around her. Thi...
