"Why did you do it?"
Mother's whispered question hit my ear-drums
loudly.
It caught me off guard, even though I saw it coming.
"Why? Don't you have everything already? Why would you do such a thing?! We gave you everything!"
In a chair,
by the bedside,
she clutched at her heart,
tears falling from her eyes.
I'm sorry...
I'm sorry to see you like this,
but you don't understand...
you
don't understand
how it feels like to have to fight this monster--
alone.
And the worst part is...
you're one of its creators...
"Why aren't you saying anything?! Why?!"
I'm sorry...
"My own child! I feel like my heart's breaking!"
...I am sorry I could not endure it...
YOU ARE READING
Pulse (Cell Phone Novel)
Teen FictionThey say that we all have a fair chance at happiness, that we can all achieve it, if we truly wish for it. That it is up to us to decide our fates and the course of our lives. But is that really true? Do indeed all stories have a happy ending? Co...
