Georgia Fitzwater
English memory writing “George can you come downstairs we’ve got something to tell you”. That’s all that it took, those six words that came from my parent's mouths made me freeze on the spot, my blood filled with lead making it impossible to move. My heart dropped, my breathing deepened, and all hope seemed lost. This was all too similar to that day, the day where everything in my life turned into a silhouette; dark and lifeless.
My fingers wouldn’t wrap around my paintbrush in its normal way, constantly shaking. I couldn’t work knowing that my mum and dad were at the hospital getting tests done. They wouldn’t tell me why or what it was for, they didn’t want to ‘worry me’ which only made me panic as I knew for a fact that it was something bad. I heard the door click out and into the hinge. The click was quiet, but it echoed through me like I was an empty cave. I was no longer home alone yet the house was so deathly silent it felt like there was no life present at all. The frost from outside had started to crawl up the stairs to meet me.
“George can you come downstairs we’ve got something to tell you”. I was unaware that I was already standing when my father's words reached my ears. My brain had heard the …show more content…
I was happier in my dreams where I knew all things were false. Getting out of bed every morning became the hardest part of each and every day as my blankets wrapped around me like the depression. Dad offered to get me someone to talk to, but how was I supposed to talk to someone I don’t know about this when even my friends at school had no idea. I put my uniform on each morning and turn into a different person, the mask just became a part of the uniform. I felt like a champagne glass, if knocked I’d break. I start to blame God, crying in my prayers until I stopped praying. I gave up on this greater power that was supposed to bring good into our
English memory writing “George can you come downstairs we’ve got something to tell you”. That’s all that it took, those six words that came from my parent's mouths made me freeze on the spot, my blood filled with lead making it impossible to move. My heart dropped, my breathing deepened, and all hope seemed lost. This was all too similar to that day, the day where everything in my life turned into a silhouette; dark and lifeless.
My fingers wouldn’t wrap around my paintbrush in its normal way, constantly shaking. I couldn’t work knowing that my mum and dad were at the hospital getting tests done. They wouldn’t tell me why or what it was for, they didn’t want to ‘worry me’ which only made me panic as I knew for a fact that it was something bad. I heard the door click out and into the hinge. The click was quiet, but it echoed through me like I was an empty cave. I was no longer home alone yet the house was so deathly silent it felt like there was no life present at all. The frost from outside had started to crawl up the stairs to meet me.
“George can you come downstairs we’ve got something to tell you”. I was unaware that I was already standing when my father's words reached my ears. My brain had heard the …show more content…
I was happier in my dreams where I knew all things were false. Getting out of bed every morning became the hardest part of each and every day as my blankets wrapped around me like the depression. Dad offered to get me someone to talk to, but how was I supposed to talk to someone I don’t know about this when even my friends at school had no idea. I put my uniform on each morning and turn into a different person, the mask just became a part of the uniform. I felt like a champagne glass, if knocked I’d break. I start to blame God, crying in my prayers until I stopped praying. I gave up on this greater power that was supposed to bring good into our