SILENT TEARS || JK

5

AUTHOR’S NOTE: In this part of the story there may be content depicting suicidal ideation, depression, or assault and abuse that could trigger or cause anxiety or depression for those who have experienced past trauma. If you feel uncomfortable reading please skip this part.

'Only one step more'

My legs wobbled as I made my way closer to the edge. My hands are trembling by my sides and my heart is beating crazily inside my rib cage.

'One step more to end all these sufferings'

I closed my eyes and let the cold breeze to touch my whole body. For the one last time I looked at the roads, vehicles and people below me.

'Good bye mom'

A tear escaped from my eye. Not out of sadness but out of happiness.

I’m happy.

I’m so happy.

With one more step this all will end.

My sufferings.

My pain.

My cries.

'Dad, I’m coming to you. Please welcome me'

I took a deep breath and closed my eyes tightly.

'I’m ready'

Yes, I took.

I took my last step I had to take. To end all of these.

Just as I was about to fall, I felt a strong arm getting the hold of my hand.

I looked above with surprise.

A boy was holding my hand.

With all his might.

With so much need.

He pulled me up to the floor.

'No, he pulled me up to all the sufferings again'

That was my thought.

But little did I know back then, I was wrong.