She's Calling Me in The Dark (Nathan Sykes)

She's Calling Me in The Dark (Nathan Sykes) COMING SOON

*Aoife’s P.O.V *

Dear N,

Do you ever feel like life is passing you by? I wake up every morning and say ‘this is the beginning of a new day. You have been given this day to use as you will. You can waste it or use it for good. What you do today is important because you are exchanging a day of your life for it. When tomorrow comes, this day will be gone forever; in its place is something that you have left behind...let it be something good,’ but I never make anything of it.

Sometimes it feels like I just exist. I’m not living the life I want to live. I get up go to college than come home and just watch TV. My life is boring and sometimes not worth living. I can’t think of my past without shedding a tear. A tainted childhood is all I possess.

You know, I self- harm to forget my pain. The physical pain is more bearable than the emotional pain, but it’s getting to the stage where, it’s not enough; self-harming is not enough. There isn’t a day that goes by, that I don’t think about suicide. I used to tell myself that I would never try it, but as I grow older, I grow more and more tempted. Just to let you know, this will be my last email to you. By this time next week, I’ll be dead.

This last year has been the best year of my life. I couldn’t imagine it without you. I know we have never met but, I love you and I mean it from the bottom of my heart.

I’ll miss you,

Aoife Belle.

I pressed the send button, not expecting a reply. I opened another tab on the computer before typing in ‘Facebook.’ As usual, I was already signed in, yet this time it would be my last. ‘What’s on your mind’ appeared at the top of my screen. ‘Hey guys! Just so you know, after tonight, my Facebook page will be no more. I’ve come to learn that, everything happens for a reason, and setting up this page has thought me how weak I am. I can’t take it anymore. You can all laugh now, because you’ve won. You’ve won the battle.’

The tears trickled down my face as I pressed post. I scrolled down through the list of settings before counting down from five. I left clicked and then it was done. My social life was officially over. The clock struck midnight behind me, sending it’s unique chime, echoing around the house. I cover my eyes with my hands, mumbling ‘six days left.’

I sighed before concentrating on the screen again. I knew that there would be no reply from him, but I checked anyway. It flashed across the screen,

‘1 new email’

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