Chapter 2.1: A Message of Sorrow

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I-I just found out that my mother... Died due to alcohol intoxication... She drank nothing but alcohol and that took a toll on her... I-I was too late... I-I was not there to save her on time, w-why... W-why when I try to be positive something bad happens... I-Is this really how should I live my life? I-Is this how should I live? T-This is... Hell...

I never really thought that she would die, I guess I should've fought to stay by her side but there's no way to turn and go back in time, I regret my decisions, I'm starting to regret everything including my own existence. I don't know if I should fight anymore knowing that bad things happen whenever I do so... I'm starting to question everything. Why does the world hate me this much, I'm just wishing to live a peaceful and prosperous life but why, that's only what I wanted and yet this is what I got. Should I really be living? I have no reasons to fight anymore, I have no reasons to live, I want to... Leave this world for the better...

I walked aimlessly down the dark road still hating myself for what happened, my flow of tears never stopped, I feel drained, I feel hatred. I'm starting to feel nothing but sorrow, I'm starting to plunge right back into the pain that I wanted to escape but whenever I do, I just get pulled back in by the hands of darkness... Everything seems... Nothing... What's my aim of fighting where there's no chance that I would win... Pathetic... I'm so pathetic... "Shut up!!!" Someone screamed at me. "Just because everything is turning against you doesn't mean you should give up!!! Pick yourself back up!!"
I just listened to a girl relatively the same age as me scream at me from the distance. Do I know her? My eyes widened in surprise as I see the fogs of night slowly fade away.

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