Free Me

Troubles

my mother used to say all the time, "Free yourself, and in return, you can free others."

is it dense of me to say I have no idea what it had meant at the time?

I dont know, okay?

returning to school.

my friends bunch around me as I arrive.

honestly, I dont know how I scored such amazing people as my buddies.

god forbid if I couldn't ever see them again.

suddenly a cold shiver runs down my spine.

stop jinxing yourself, I thought.

a raspy voice spoke, as if a knife were being scraped against a rock, "Free me."

cold.

chilly.

it isnt winter.

why?

I turned around.

no one...?

my friends are gone.

where...?

the world deconstructs before me.

walls are caving in.

the school compound is gone.

I'm atop a roof of a building.

where is everyone?

-

when my mother said her last words to me.

free yourself, and in return, you can free others.

I left for school.

when I came back the whole house was silent.

she had killed herself.

I was wrecked with grief.

soon, i learnt that she was suffering from intense bipolar.

she was afraid she might hurt me in a frenzy.

and took precautions.

although I find that horrifying to process.

she had done it for me.

and my friends?

they could be in danger right now.

I should do something.

wake up.

-

I peer over the ledge of the roof.

I look down at the ground.

it's so far.

I look back at my mothers kind,warm smile.

And I jumped.