The End

62 1 0
                                    

The black water slowly rippled as it called me to my certain death. I knew it was time, it had been two years since God had taken here from me.

Not only did my mom die of cancer, my dad decided to grieve by wrapping his mouth around a bottle. I guess I thought death was the only place to turn. Reminding myself of what I came here to do,

I looked down at my end, preparing my body to die. It's ok I said to myself, we want to die.

I didn't used to be this depressed. I used to be strong and outgoing. If someone didn't like me it was their loss and I couldn't care less. But after Mom died, I didn't have a place to belong anymore.

All my friends ever did was look at me and pity me. No one ever saw for who I was. What people saw was a drowning girl who had been in a lengthy battle for cancer with her mom. I couldn't live without her.

It didn't just effect my family life, it affected everything. I couldn't do what I loved most anymore, my dad couldn't keep up with swimming. No more medals and Olympic opportunities. The only time I got in the water was to take a bath, which I don't take anyway because it reminds me of swimming.

My life completely collapsed on its self. Everything I had is gone, everything. I didn't have anything to live for anymore. It's ok u reminded Myself, this is what we want.

I toke one single step of the iron rusting bridge, all I could feel was down. My stomach fell to my toes and I went too fast for my vocal chords to let out a scream. My last feeling was the crack of my own bones.

Abrupt BeginningWhere stories live. Discover now