The.suicidal.love

Ana's story

Drip, drip, drip the blood started dripping from the tub to the floor. Every morning she would dread getting out of bed. Having to deal with the people in her life that make it a living hell. When she would get on the bus to go to school, everyone would say that she couldn't sit with them. People knew nothing about her, they all thought that she was a freak. But in reality she was so depressed that it made her not want to do anything with her life. At school she would walk at a slow pace from class to class, hoping that people would start to wonder where she was. She would walk into class and people would just stare at her and herself proclaimed "fat body".

She always thought that she weighed 400 pounds, she felt like a fat cow, yet everyone else sees a tiny little girl. She looked into those people's eyes with a glare filled with hatred. She would run into the bathroom at school pull out her phone and stare at the screen filled with hatred towards her. All of the Facebook,Twitter and Instagram notifications, telling her to kill herself, she's not worth it, no one will miss you!

After school she had to take the bus back home. She blasted her music, music for her it was the only thing that could keep her sane. One of the major reasons that she blasts her music was to drown out the people. People who would make rude and hurtful comments. The second she got home from school she ran as fast as she could upstairs to her room. Once she got into her room
she locked the door behind her, she made sure to do it quickly and quietly so her mother wouldn't hear her because she didn't want to get caught. In her room there was a bathroom connected by the 2 walls across from her bed.

She looks down at her body, wanting just to rip her skin off. She grabs a blade that she had hidden in her pillow case. Once in the bathroom she runs the water until the bathtub is almost full. She's naked, vulnerable, scared and giving up. she doesn't want to die but she wants to end her pain. The pain that society and the demons in her head create.

She places the blade against her wrist, she pushed the blade down with a lot of force. The blade went close to five centimetres deep into her skin. She dragged the blade through her flesh, but before all of this happened it was clear and clean except a couple of scars from falling when she was just a child. The blood started pouring out of her wrist, she wasn't satisfied with just the one gash in her arm so she did nine more large cuts similar to the first one. Drip, drip, drip the blood started pouring from the tub to the floor. The colour of the water was so red that you couldn't even see her body underneath it. She was at the point that her body had lost so much blood that she started to drift in and out of consciousness. She was as white as an Angels wings, her body motionless, face blank, and as she took her final breath she whispered goodbye as all the life rushed from her body.

Her mother yelled at the top of her lungs for her daughter to come down stairs for dinner. Unbeknownst to her that her daughter was dead, she ran upstairs and pounded on the door. She placed her fingers above the door where she kept a spare key to get into her daughters room. She looked around the room and glanced at the bathroom door to see that it too was locked. She used the same key to unlock that door. As she walked into the bathroom she felt her feet get wet in something warm, she looked down at her feet to see that it was blood. In a swift motion she swung the door open to find her daughter just laying there. Her daughters body's pale and her face was violently bare, she's yelling, her knees give out and she falls to the floor.
She carefully grabbed her daughter's body out of the bathtub and ran down the stairs. She gently placed her in the back seat of the car, and rushed to the hospital. Once she got there she ran into the emergency room, and was sobbing and could barely speak. The nurses immediately looked up and ran to help her. She couldn't speak so she pointed to the car that held her daughters corpse. The nurses had a gurney in the hall that was for emergencies, they grabbed it and wheeled it out to the car. The three nurses all looked at her daughters slit wrist and all of the blood on the floor. They picked her up and laid her on the gurney, they ran back in to the emergency room and quickly checked for a heart beat. She had been dead for too long that they couldn't revive her. "Time of death 17:34" said one of the three nurses. The nurse that called time of death went out into the waiting room and said in a hushed voice "we're so sorry for your loss, we all tried our best to save your daughters life, but she passed away a couple of hours prior to bringing her to the emergency room."

The next day the teacher got the news of her death, she said to the class "I'm sorry to announce, but I just got some terrible news that one of our class mates passed away last night." People were shocked, eyes wide open, jaws dropped to the floor. These people are the ones that bullied her, made her feel like an absolute failure. She ended the hell that she lived in because of what they said to and about her. She's gone because of the demons inside her head and the people that made everything worse.