Startled, I opened my eyes. Looking around, I realized that I’m no longer in my room. Everything is dark. Not dark like the color black or the night, but dark like despair, like a sadness that knows no end. Dark like all the happiness, joy, and hope had been sucked out of existence here.
‘Dark like my life.’
I take a step forward and the floor lits up with a blinding light. So bright that I couldn’t look down anymore. I was awestruck at that moment. At my feet, the light was bright, blinding, but all around me the light diffused into the dark. Where the light gently kissed the dark expanse, there was a small rainbow of color. Colors I had never seen, so bright and beautiful I stopped breathing. Then it was all gone. The darkness …show more content…
“Leave her alone!” The voice was stronger this time, demanding. I sat up. “You wouldn’t want anyone to say that to you.” I stood up, looking around. Trying to find who was saying that. Trying to find my savior in the dark. I took a step forward and there was the light again. “Are you okay,” said the voice. I didn’t recognize it. I couldn’t see anyone. I took another step. And another. And another. Until I was running like before. But this time, I wasn’t running AWAY. I was running TOWARD something. And the light was there. And I wasn’t alone anymore. I ran and ran, laughing and smiling. Happy that I had a …show more content…
“Please, no.” The small voice was there again, but so was she… “Go ahead punk. Jump so we don’t have to see your ugly face anymore.” All around me everyone was yelling jump. Everything was loud. I felt as if I was blind, but I could still see. I saw the fabric of reality and fantasy unraveling in front of me. I walked to the edge. Turning back, the lamp seemed like it was dimmer than before. “Who could love you?!” “Jump,” the voices were screaming. I closed my eyes and fell. As I fell the voices got softer and softer and I could see the ground quickly approaching. Right before I hit the ground, I smiled.
‘Finally, it’s over.’ -
“In other news, local teen was found dead in her room Thursday night. Police believe it was a suicide after finding an empty bottle of pills on her nightstand. Next to her pillow, police found a note reading: Finally, it 's over. Police-”
Jay turned off the TV. “What 's wrong sweetheart,” her mother asked. Jay didn’t say anything. She knew that girl. She saw her everyday. Saw how the other kids treated her. She tried to help and got a few black eyes for doing so. Now, the girl was gone. Jay didn’t even know her name. Jay went up stairs and laid in bed, crying. Before she fell asleep she thought, ‘i wish she knew she had a friend. Wish she knew I was there. She wasn’t alone. I always