[*Prologue*]
Tom and I had been together for about 6 months. Everything was great... Or, at least I thought so... suddenly something happened. And that's when I couldn't take it anymore...
[*Present*]
"Holy crap, I'm late again!!" I screamed as I crawl out of the bed to run into the bathroom. This is the third time this week, how do I do it? I thought to myself as I was brushing my teeth in a hurry. Tom must have been here long time ago. I why didn't I wake up when he knocked the door? GOD! I got dressed and did everything I needed to do to look a little normal. I grabbed my backpack, and ran out the door.
When I got to school, I met Tom. "Hey. I'm sorry that I didn't open up this morning. I over slept..." I said, before hugging him. He looked at me weird, and said: "ok, but wasn't at your place this morning. I forgot it... and I can't always come there to wake you up, you know..." he said before, he just turned and left. The bell rang, and I went to the classroom. In class I thought about what he said over and over. Tom has never been that way before. Maybe something is wrong. I thought to myself as I pretended to listen to the teacher as he spoke about all the shit that would happen if Bush is going to continue as president. Rest of it I didn't even bother to listen to, cause I don't care about it really...
After class I went over to Tom again, and asked him if something was wrong. "You always say that. Nothing is wrong, Sammy, its just that I'm really tired. I'm sorry" he said, while he still was looking kind of weird at me. I know you, Tom, and something is defiantly wrong. But if you say so... I thought. "Ok" I said, pretending not to have any other thoughts about it. He kissed me on the cheek before going over to some of his friends. I turned and walked over to Kate, Christy and Kelly. Christy was my best friend. And we had been best friends since kinder garden. She was the only one who really understood me. I talked to her about Tom. "His young. Don't even bother. He loves you, and would never hurt you. Calm down, Sammy", she said, before smiling at me. I smiled back. And let myself believe that...
After school I went home. The phone rang. It was Christy. "Hey Sam. Do you want to come with me to the mall?" "Yeah, sure. I just need some money. Hold on, I'll ask mum."
"MUM!" I yelled as load as possible. "Yeah, honey?" she answered. I'm going to the mall with Christy. Can I have some money, please?" I asked politely. "Yes, sure you can. But I don't think I got that much though."
"Christy? I got money. Meet you at the bus at 15 minutes?" I asked. "Yeah, see you there then! Bye!" "Good bye"...
I met her and we went to the mall. Everybody used to hang out there. It is a really cool mall, when I think about it. All my favourite stores were there. I absolutely loved it! We met Kate, Danny and Mark. They were sitting outside a CD store. "Hey people. What you guys up to?" I said as I pushed myself down at the bench between Mark and Kate. "We are waiting for Taylor and Chris. They're looking at some CD's. What are you guys doing then?" Mark said. Fuck! I HATE Taylor. He's such an arsehole. I thought to myself. "We were bored, so we came down here, to look for someone to hang out with." Christy answered him. Taylor and Chris came out of the store. "Guess what I bought?" Taylor screamed as fast as he saw us sitting there. "Well, maybe I'm just taking a wild guess here, but it just GOT to be 'The beauty and the Beast', since that's your favourite movie. Huh?" I said with a mean voice. "Haha, Sammy. Actually it's a movie called The Ring 2. So FUCK you!" he answered me, while he looked at me with some evil eyes. "Oh, I'm sooooo sorry. I thought it was 'The beauty and the beast' since you fit the 'beast' part so perfectly!!" I said and laughed silent. Taylor looked at me, but he's eyes were more sad now than before. He always gets so fucking sad if I say something bad to him. I wouldn't be surprised if he started crying. Fuck him and he's small arse dick!!
"Anyone seen Tom today?" I asked pretending nothing was wrong. "I saw him for about an hour ago, and then he was with Kelly over at the café." Mark said, and smiled. What was SHE doing with my guy? When we had been "fighting" and shit, she is getting involved. She's probably just talking to him about what's going on or something." "Ok", I said, also this time pretending that I didn't have any other thoughts. I went to go to the bathroom. When I passed the photo shop, I saw Tom and Kelly standing there with each other. She was all over him. Oh my God. How can she do that to me? I took three steps back and hid behind a little wall at the café. "I have to go now, Tom. I'm sorry. Can I hang out with you tomorrow?" I heard Kelly say to him. "Off course, baby" Tom answered her. Then she came towards him, and kissed him... And he kissed her back. GOD! My boyfriend, AND my best friend had let me down. I tried as hard as I could not to cry.
When she left, I ran over to the other side, pretending not to have seen anything. "Kelly?!" I yelled after her. She turned. I could see from here that her face turned pink. "Hey Sammy!" she said. "Where have you been?!"
"Just around. Not doing much. Except from seeing my BEST FRIEND AND MY BOYFRIEND MAKE OUT!!! "Fuck you, Kelly. How could you? You know just as well as me that I love that guy more than anything!!! You are such a lousy friend!" I screamed before breaking down in tears. I couldn't stand it. I ran out to the bus, and went home. I cut myself at the wrist. "FUCK!!" It was bleeding like hell. I got a sock and tied it tight around my wrist. I cried and cried. The tears couldn't stop, and neither could the blood. My mum knocked the door. Fuck! What should I say about my fucking arm?! GOD! "Yes mum. What is it?" I said with a crying silent voice. "Kelly's here to see you" she said. "Tell her to fuck off!" I said with an angry voice. "Uhm, maybe you should go tell her that your self. I don't do such things." She said, acting like she wasn't wondering why I hated her. But I knew she was. She was dying to figure it out...
"Sorry mum. I'm not leaving the room. Tell her to go then. I'll do anything not to talk to that false bitch!" I said as I was lying down at my bed, burying my face in the pillow and cried again. I fell asleep, and woke up an hour later, noticing that my bed was practically covered in blood. "FUCK" I screamed as load as I managed, not thinking about my parents down stairs. My mum came running up the stairs. I covered the blood with a blanket, right before she stormed in and said: "What is it?" "Nothing, mum. I just kicked my foot in the bed. And it hurt." She looked at me with a strange look. "Sammy, you don't cry if you hit your foot. What is wrong, honey?" she said. "Mum, please just leave. I can't talk about it right now." I said, and gave her a sign to leave the room. she left, and I started crying. There is absolutely no point for me to live anymore. My best friend and my boyfriend stood me up, and I'm having the worst time ever. Now I didn't even have Kelly to talk to, cause she had to be a total slut. "God damn her!" I screamed, but not as load as last time.
I got my coat, and said: "Mum, I'm going out." And left before she even got to answer. I went to the London bridge, and looked down. It looked kind of fun though. When you saw it on TV and stuff. But I really thought that death would be better than life right now. Up in heaven, in paradise. I climbed up on the fence. I stood up and looked down. You just have to get it over with, Sammy! Do it! This is the answer to everything. No more crying and no more pain! Deep down I knew that it was wrong, but the pain and anger fucked up my mind. And my thoughts controlled me. I took a deep breath, counted to three, and jumped...
That was the last thing anyone ever heard or saw of me. I was gone now...
If I didn't jump I know I could have handled it. But I didn't give it a shot. I thought about that after I've jumped. I regretted doing it! But it's true what they're saying. Your whole life is passing by your eyes as you die...
Short story by Cecilie
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Written on 2005-11-09 at 15:34
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Tom and I had been together for about 6 months. Everything was great... Or, at least I thought so... suddenly something happened. And that's when I couldn't take it anymore...
*Life's HarD*
[*Present*]
"Holy crap, I'm late again!!" I screamed as I crawl out of the bed to run into the bathroom. This is the third time this week, how do I do it? I thought to myself as I was brushing my teeth in a hurry. Tom must have been here long time ago. I why didn't I wake up when he knocked the door? GOD! I got dressed and did everything I needed to do to look a little normal. I grabbed my backpack, and ran out the door.
When I got to school, I met Tom. "Hey. I'm sorry that I didn't open up this morning. I over slept..." I said, before hugging him. He looked at me weird, and said: "ok, but wasn't at your place this morning. I forgot it... and I can't always come there to wake you up, you know..." he said before, he just turned and left. The bell rang, and I went to the classroom. In class I thought about what he said over and over. Tom has never been that way before. Maybe something is wrong. I thought to myself as I pretended to listen to the teacher as he spoke about all the shit that would happen if Bush is going to continue as president. Rest of it I didn't even bother to listen to, cause I don't care about it really...
After class I went over to Tom again, and asked him if something was wrong. "You always say that. Nothing is wrong, Sammy, its just that I'm really tired. I'm sorry" he said, while he still was looking kind of weird at me. I know you, Tom, and something is defiantly wrong. But if you say so... I thought. "Ok" I said, pretending not to have any other thoughts about it. He kissed me on the cheek before going over to some of his friends. I turned and walked over to Kate, Christy and Kelly. Christy was my best friend. And we had been best friends since kinder garden. She was the only one who really understood me. I talked to her about Tom. "His young. Don't even bother. He loves you, and would never hurt you. Calm down, Sammy", she said, before smiling at me. I smiled back. And let myself believe that...
After school I went home. The phone rang. It was Christy. "Hey Sam. Do you want to come with me to the mall?" "Yeah, sure. I just need some money. Hold on, I'll ask mum."
"MUM!" I yelled as load as possible. "Yeah, honey?" she answered. I'm going to the mall with Christy. Can I have some money, please?" I asked politely. "Yes, sure you can. But I don't think I got that much though."
"Christy? I got money. Meet you at the bus at 15 minutes?" I asked. "Yeah, see you there then! Bye!" "Good bye"...
I met her and we went to the mall. Everybody used to hang out there. It is a really cool mall, when I think about it. All my favourite stores were there. I absolutely loved it! We met Kate, Danny and Mark. They were sitting outside a CD store. "Hey people. What you guys up to?" I said as I pushed myself down at the bench between Mark and Kate. "We are waiting for Taylor and Chris. They're looking at some CD's. What are you guys doing then?" Mark said. Fuck! I HATE Taylor. He's such an arsehole. I thought to myself. "We were bored, so we came down here, to look for someone to hang out with." Christy answered him. Taylor and Chris came out of the store. "Guess what I bought?" Taylor screamed as fast as he saw us sitting there. "Well, maybe I'm just taking a wild guess here, but it just GOT to be 'The beauty and the Beast', since that's your favourite movie. Huh?" I said with a mean voice. "Haha, Sammy. Actually it's a movie called The Ring 2. So FUCK you!" he answered me, while he looked at me with some evil eyes. "Oh, I'm sooooo sorry. I thought it was 'The beauty and the beast' since you fit the 'beast' part so perfectly!!" I said and laughed silent. Taylor looked at me, but he's eyes were more sad now than before. He always gets so fucking sad if I say something bad to him. I wouldn't be surprised if he started crying. Fuck him and he's small arse dick!!
"Anyone seen Tom today?" I asked pretending nothing was wrong. "I saw him for about an hour ago, and then he was with Kelly over at the café." Mark said, and smiled. What was SHE doing with my guy? When we had been "fighting" and shit, she is getting involved. She's probably just talking to him about what's going on or something." "Ok", I said, also this time pretending that I didn't have any other thoughts. I went to go to the bathroom. When I passed the photo shop, I saw Tom and Kelly standing there with each other. She was all over him. Oh my God. How can she do that to me? I took three steps back and hid behind a little wall at the café. "I have to go now, Tom. I'm sorry. Can I hang out with you tomorrow?" I heard Kelly say to him. "Off course, baby" Tom answered her. Then she came towards him, and kissed him... And he kissed her back. GOD! My boyfriend, AND my best friend had let me down. I tried as hard as I could not to cry.
When she left, I ran over to the other side, pretending not to have seen anything. "Kelly?!" I yelled after her. She turned. I could see from here that her face turned pink. "Hey Sammy!" she said. "Where have you been?!"
"Just around. Not doing much. Except from seeing my BEST FRIEND AND MY BOYFRIEND MAKE OUT!!! "Fuck you, Kelly. How could you? You know just as well as me that I love that guy more than anything!!! You are such a lousy friend!" I screamed before breaking down in tears. I couldn't stand it. I ran out to the bus, and went home. I cut myself at the wrist. "FUCK!!" It was bleeding like hell. I got a sock and tied it tight around my wrist. I cried and cried. The tears couldn't stop, and neither could the blood. My mum knocked the door. Fuck! What should I say about my fucking arm?! GOD! "Yes mum. What is it?" I said with a crying silent voice. "Kelly's here to see you" she said. "Tell her to fuck off!" I said with an angry voice. "Uhm, maybe you should go tell her that your self. I don't do such things." She said, acting like she wasn't wondering why I hated her. But I knew she was. She was dying to figure it out...
"Sorry mum. I'm not leaving the room. Tell her to go then. I'll do anything not to talk to that false bitch!" I said as I was lying down at my bed, burying my face in the pillow and cried again. I fell asleep, and woke up an hour later, noticing that my bed was practically covered in blood. "FUCK" I screamed as load as I managed, not thinking about my parents down stairs. My mum came running up the stairs. I covered the blood with a blanket, right before she stormed in and said: "What is it?" "Nothing, mum. I just kicked my foot in the bed. And it hurt." She looked at me with a strange look. "Sammy, you don't cry if you hit your foot. What is wrong, honey?" she said. "Mum, please just leave. I can't talk about it right now." I said, and gave her a sign to leave the room. she left, and I started crying. There is absolutely no point for me to live anymore. My best friend and my boyfriend stood me up, and I'm having the worst time ever. Now I didn't even have Kelly to talk to, cause she had to be a total slut. "God damn her!" I screamed, but not as load as last time.
I got my coat, and said: "Mum, I'm going out." And left before she even got to answer. I went to the London bridge, and looked down. It looked kind of fun though. When you saw it on TV and stuff. But I really thought that death would be better than life right now. Up in heaven, in paradise. I climbed up on the fence. I stood up and looked down. You just have to get it over with, Sammy! Do it! This is the answer to everything. No more crying and no more pain! Deep down I knew that it was wrong, but the pain and anger fucked up my mind. And my thoughts controlled me. I took a deep breath, counted to three, and jumped...
That was the last thing anyone ever heard or saw of me. I was gone now...
If I didn't jump I know I could have handled it. But I didn't give it a shot. I thought about that after I've jumped. I regretted doing it! But it's true what they're saying. Your whole life is passing by your eyes as you die...
Short story by Cecilie
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Written on 2005-11-09 at 15:34
Tags Suicide
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