I was suffering from a significant mental illness and I was expected to die in my 25th year of my life. I couldn’t keep up with any schoolwork and I was always last in the list. Because of misery and my conniving bullies, I had no friends and I was the odd one out. I shrewd like any other kid in my previous years, but my misery just kept growing stronger every heartbeat. The depressing memories reoccurred like a faulty record player.
I causally walked up to my locker, my depression following through me like an empty shadow. ‘’ BANG’’ My head collided with the cold steel locker. Blood trickled down my brow like a polluted river. It was him again. His deadly fist struck the back of my skull like a speeding bullet straight from the gun. I was …show more content…
I don’t want to be lonely yet I feel tense in the crowd of the unknown. There’s something about bending in that feels safe yet I desire to be popular. Every step I take is a path between two fears, fear is just the part of the process.
I decided to spend my last movements of my life, trying to get into the softball club, right before I was batting the teacher umpiring told I was out straight away. I asked him how did I get out? He replied and sad we barely have any time at all’’ I told him ‘’ I should at least have a go at batting’’. He said nothing and signalled me to get out.
Internal pain. A disease. A disorder. Things loved most thrown aside, trashed from my mind. Memories covered and caked with evil, darkness and greed. Sorrow is the new smile in my eye. Tears replace the sunshine, and life is dark for what seems to be forever.
The people in school are really making my life a pain, so I decided to not go to school for a couple of days, I started to climb Old Oak. I wanted to break my own record, I climbed higher and higher. I broke my record by two metres, I went even higher smashing it by seven metres, the tree was rough and rugged as the old highway close to my school. SNAP!! One of the big branches snapped in two pieces. I was going to
I causally walked up to my locker, my depression following through me like an empty shadow. ‘’ BANG’’ My head collided with the cold steel locker. Blood trickled down my brow like a polluted river. It was him again. His deadly fist struck the back of my skull like a speeding bullet straight from the gun. I was …show more content…
I don’t want to be lonely yet I feel tense in the crowd of the unknown. There’s something about bending in that feels safe yet I desire to be popular. Every step I take is a path between two fears, fear is just the part of the process.
I decided to spend my last movements of my life, trying to get into the softball club, right before I was batting the teacher umpiring told I was out straight away. I asked him how did I get out? He replied and sad we barely have any time at all’’ I told him ‘’ I should at least have a go at batting’’. He said nothing and signalled me to get out.
Internal pain. A disease. A disorder. Things loved most thrown aside, trashed from my mind. Memories covered and caked with evil, darkness and greed. Sorrow is the new smile in my eye. Tears replace the sunshine, and life is dark for what seems to be forever.
The people in school are really making my life a pain, so I decided to not go to school for a couple of days, I started to climb Old Oak. I wanted to break my own record, I climbed higher and higher. I broke my record by two metres, I went even higher smashing it by seven metres, the tree was rough and rugged as the old highway close to my school. SNAP!! One of the big branches snapped in two pieces. I was going to