Im quinn and im at our house ,ancestral house to be exact im kinda making an art design for our project recently and its been a while since i went out. Our school pushes online class since the pandemic started .
I suddenly stopped when a pain struck my stomach ohh!fuck ulcer pain again. Im suffering from ulcer since i was a child due to my parents being busy and i wasnt able to eat properly. I crawled towards the cabinet and grabbed the medicine i should drink to lessen this.
"AHHHH!!!" I was shrieking when the pain grew worse and its not getting any better. Im not alone in this house but yep i feel like i am,minutes later my vision blurred and all went black.
*Fast forward*
Its Saturday today and im cleaning and doing the laundry. lalala~ singing some songs that i really love right now....Sad songs...hmm
"Honey arent you going out today?"my mom asked.
"Nope gonna finish this today so nah"i smiled and then she left.
I felt another pain in my stomach again but this isnt as worse as it is before so i just shookt it off. I went to my room after finishing my laundry and tried to sleep its still early but who cares right...no one.. Hahahhaha . I saw some materials lying down under my table ,perfect time now i guess ive done my job well time to rest....
*Present*
*News flash*
"A 17 years old girl died after hanging herself up in her room's ceiling"
Im smiling right now while watching the news ,haystt atlast .
"H-Honey w-why?" Oh thats my mom shes bent down on my coffin crying.
YEP my coffin ,im dead now i hanged myself up in our ceiling after i finished my laundry. I left a note for my mom before i left .
Mom's POV
Im walking pass our visitors right now ,im going to my daughter's room im gonna clean it hayst.
I saw a note lying under the bed,i picked it up .
I read it and it says..
Dear mom,
Hey i know youre reading this now and im already dead right pfft dont cry mom it doesnt suit you . Hahahaha finally my suffering ended and im finally at peace here ,please dont tell everyone that i havent mentioned anything you read my poems in my diaries all of them was tragic and sad ,did you do anything? Nope. You heard my cries because the pain in my stomach was overwhelming but you never lend a hand, i woke up at the same place i blacked out. You saw my bruises when i punched the wall hard and you never asked why. You noticed my cuts that i did when i was feeling so numb but you never said anything. You saw me getting drunk one time and crying inside the room but you never barged in to ask. You know i was raped by my school mate but again you never freakin said any single thing!!!! Youre not the mom i deserve either im not the daughter you deserve . And that i thank you because finally i can live at peace ,wait did i ever felt like im living...No!
From,
Quinn
Moral of the story:
Please show if you really care ,please lend a hand if you really wanna help never be afraid for everything might get worse if you wouldnt do anything.
