What It Takes

Bad Memories

“He's missing”

I stood there for a second before I asked, “Missing? As in kid napped, or...what? What do you mean”?

“Who are you? And why do you want to know”? She asked me

“I'm Natalie” as soon as I said it, I realized that that I had said my real name on accident. My hand went over my mouth. Her face went white, She looked at me up and down, and then a tear fell from her eyes. Why was she crying? I'm the one thats supposed to be the one who's crying.

I a sort of cracked voice she said my name. Almost as if she was trying to decide whether or not it was really me.

I had met her in the past, when Dylan and I dated in freshman year. She really liked me. She used to call me, and demand why I didn't come over to there house for dinner. I guess she liked the idea of me and Dylan. But that all changed that one night. ….The night that she thought I was dead. Okay, Okay, I know this is so confusing, and when I used to think about, I realized how complicated it had become. I had to lie to everyone. This was the one thing I hadn't ever discussed with Nikki. I probably should have, but I don't think that she would understand.

“Oh my god. Natalie? I...i... I thought you were dead!” she said to me.

Suddenly I was sucked back into the memory I tried so hard to forget.

Flash Back----

I stood there staring. Staring at the cliff. I didn't want to live anymore. Life was harder than dying. Dylan had broken my heart. And not only that. When I got home after being humiliated at school, all I wanted to do was cry in my room. But when I walked through the door, I over heard my parents speaking.

“My gosh, have you even seen her? She's like a hippo”. My mom screamed.

“yes! I have seen her!, she refuses the lipo, and then when we decided it was best not to bring it up, she gets fatter!” my dad responded.

“So what are we going to do, this isn't good on our records”.

“I know, I know, maybe we can sender her away” my dad suggested.

“What about fat camp?”

“No, No”

“God, how did my own daughter get so fat and ugly.”

A tear slipped down my face. I felt like a dirty cockroach. Twice in one day, I was completely hurt. I felt so ugly and used. I decided to walk into the room, and confront my parents. Tears ran down my face life a river. A never ending one. When I entered the room, they turned to face me. I was angry and sad.

“Well here's a plan.” I started. “I do every one a favor. Since I look bad on your record, then no one will miss me when im gone. And then the two golden doctors can say that it was an accident when their daughter died”. I said coldly. And then right before I left the room I said in the coldest voice “i love you too”. With that I ran out the house, to my car. Ya, I had a permit to drive.

I started to drive to the only place that I could think of. The one place where I could be myself and no one would hate me. The one place that I could be happy. The perfect place to die.

Some people would probably think I was crazy, but would you want to live if you were me? I didn't think so. Finally after about an hour I drove to the cliff. It was a cliff that looked over a little private forest. Once upon a time, I was on a road trip with my family. We had stopped at the nearest town so we could fill up on gas. I was just walking around, not looking where I was going, and I suddenly fell down. After rolling a few times, I landed on this cliff. Ever since then I used to come here once in a while, just to get away. No one ever new about it, except for me of course.