Stories

Abandoned

The warmth of my mother's arms trickled through me as I stared up at her beautiful smile; her teeth as white as chalk on a blackboard. Her hair as dark as the ebony sky...

The school bell broke my daydream as it bellowed down the empty halls alerting everything and everyone of its presence. The symbol that everyone held dear, everyone except me, the symbol that school had finished. As I walk past everyone and there parents, envy engulfs me. Rage and sadness swell inside my chest as I try to hold back tears, the empty smiles I give to my so called friends as I see them reunited with the ones they love so dearly fuels the rage within me. The gloom and darkness creeps up on me the closer I get to the gate of the school, the everyday darkness that lingers inside my heart and mind, wishing to know what I had done to deserve abandonment. Why I was the one my mother didn't want; why I was the one left at the foot of a nunnery.

I start to walk up the hill to the place I call home. Sunlight bleeds through the stained glass windows that gleamed in the sunset, that same light that couldn't begin to pierce the darkness that dwells within. The chapel over looks the ocean as it stands upon a cliff once free to explore but has since been fenced as I tried to end it all. No one understands the day to day struggle I go through, like how my mother abandoned me, like how I want to end it all be cruel fate won't let me. Lost in thought, I come across a young girl not much old than me standing at the door. Her face seemed distressed and filled with guilt and resentment. She turns to me and fleas not looking back. A sudden outburst of cries filled my ears as a woven basket was left on the doorstep.

A couple of days later, I, along with the nunnery, tracked down the young girl I had seen. She had abandoned her baby as her family couldn't support her financially and she thought it was the only way. The police took matters into their own hands and returned the infant boy to the mother and helped her by explaining ways she could find support but warned her if she tried to abandon her child again she will be prosecuted in a court of law. The black tar that corrupted my body started to boil inside reminding me that the police failed to even look for my mother, reminding me that no one cared for or about my existence. My wrists became sore as three long cuts were drawn on my arm, the precious liquid of life dripped from the fresh wounds. The darkness was no more as this was my escape. Fate once ruled my life, not letting me escape from this hellish existence but now I've taken back control. My body became weak and the fence I led on tumbled away, its strength the same as mine.

The cliff just centimetres away. I stand at the edge of it flirting with death as I balance across the edge. I stand with my back facing the water. I rock back and forth on the balls of my feet, dancing with death himself. "Get away from there!" I hear from a woman's voice. "Angel get off the edge!" I turned to see who it was. My eyes widen and my heart starts to shatter. The grey touched ebony hair, her beautiful smile now touched by wrinkles from age. My spitting image.
"Mum?"
" Angel come here, please get away from the edge."

My mind became overwhelmed by emotions. I start to move but fate, the cruel master of the universe said otherwise. The earth beneath me crumbled away. Then I felt nothing. I was floating. Peering down I see my body. A bloody mess impaled by the ridged and spiked rocks at the bottom of the cliff. The darkness within me had dispersed but had taken host of the one who abandoned me as I now abandoned her.