Stolen Heart
You’d think that moving to a new school in the middle of the year would be easy. Easy for who exactly? The house our family moved into was big. Two stories tall, your average four bedroom house. It was in the middle of a rich neighborhood. Surrounded by the nice cars and identical houses. The bedroom I had gotten stuck with was a pale off-white, peach. It was ugly. I wanted something a little more dark, something that actually made me feel comfortable and at home. So I took my things up to the attic. Two little windows and a dim lamp would make me happy. I set up things similar to the way they were back home. Bed beside the window, and the desk placed close by. I liked looking out the window at night. It was refreshing to be able to have such a horrible day, and see something so beautiful before you sleep, and continue on into the next day. It takes the thoughts and washes them away like a wave …show more content…
I cant tell you why or how, but I just feel that this is the right thing to do. Just trust me on this. As soon as I’m gone, you will be safe. Love you always, Kat
I folded the note up, placing it in the middle of the table. I knew she would be heart broken, but I knew that either way they would suffer, but at least this way they will be able to move on and I wouldn’t be taking a mom, or dad, or even a young son, out of the picture. I knew they would be able to recover and this would make the family stronger. I walked down the hallway towards the door. I was walking to my own death. It was like suicide, but in a savoir type of way. I was saving them from death, at least for now. I stepped out the door, the cold breeze of fall hit me like a bus. I shut the door slow behind me facing it. When I turned around he was standing right in front of me. I jumped, startled. He took a step back. The dim light from the light pole showed a slim part of his face. He was smiling. “So, what’s it going to be?” He
You’d think that moving to a new school in the middle of the year would be easy. Easy for who exactly? The house our family moved into was big. Two stories tall, your average four bedroom house. It was in the middle of a rich neighborhood. Surrounded by the nice cars and identical houses. The bedroom I had gotten stuck with was a pale off-white, peach. It was ugly. I wanted something a little more dark, something that actually made me feel comfortable and at home. So I took my things up to the attic. Two little windows and a dim lamp would make me happy. I set up things similar to the way they were back home. Bed beside the window, and the desk placed close by. I liked looking out the window at night. It was refreshing to be able to have such a horrible day, and see something so beautiful before you sleep, and continue on into the next day. It takes the thoughts and washes them away like a wave …show more content…
I cant tell you why or how, but I just feel that this is the right thing to do. Just trust me on this. As soon as I’m gone, you will be safe. Love you always, Kat
I folded the note up, placing it in the middle of the table. I knew she would be heart broken, but I knew that either way they would suffer, but at least this way they will be able to move on and I wouldn’t be taking a mom, or dad, or even a young son, out of the picture. I knew they would be able to recover and this would make the family stronger. I walked down the hallway towards the door. I was walking to my own death. It was like suicide, but in a savoir type of way. I was saving them from death, at least for now. I stepped out the door, the cold breeze of fall hit me like a bus. I shut the door slow behind me facing it. When I turned around he was standing right in front of me. I jumped, startled. He took a step back. The dim light from the light pole showed a slim part of his face. He was smiling. “So, what’s it going to be?” He