What happens after death is there heaven and hell or is it just darkness, no one knows. No one knows the pain and sorrow of losing a friend; no one knew she was battling the demons inside.
Once we read her diary we relised everything, the cuts and burns were not accidental, she had done everything intentionally. She was trying to hurt herself.
My eyes started to sting, I knew what was coming. The pain will fade and I will be at peace at last, I will no longer have to fight the demons, they will be at rest. Maybe, just maybe I will be normal for once and not the freak everyone thinks I am.
I stood there on the edge of the bridge waiting for the perfect time to jump in to the raging rapids below me.
Was I 10 metres from the water?
Or was I 30 metres? I could not tell.
It was too dark.
I shivered from the cold as the early morning frost nipped at my bare skin. If I wasn't going to die from impact or drowning at least I'll die of hypothermia. I pulled out my phone for the last time to check the time. My goodbye letters are on my bed waiting for someone to find them. It was 4 0'clock on the dot.
It was time.
I placed my phone back it my pocket and lent forward until I could no longer hold my balance.
I was falling.
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Ripple
Short StoryNo one knows the demons some of us fight. Sometimes they win and sometimes they loose. This is a story on how someone fought their demons and managed to survive. Even if death kept calling them back for round two. Even if hope seems lost you will a...
