" Just Breathe " my therapist told me in a worried voice. My Hand on the trigger and my head against the cold barrel of the gun. All I can here is the sound of my mother crying and my therapist talking. " Nicole, put down the gun and just breathe." Before we get deep in the story lets get back to the begging and show you how we got here. My name is Nicole Clarke and I'm seventeen years old. My dad is stationed in Afghanistan and we live in Atlanta , Georgia. Let's rewind back to 9 months ago when this all started .
"Nicole get down stairs and eat some breakfast and head out to school " Mrs. Clarke called out. " ugh thank god 3 more months and school is over " I sighed with relief. " Nicole mail is here" , " yes yes yes yes, finally I've been waiting 2 and a half months for this piece of mail " I screamed with joy . My dad is stationed in Afghanistan and this is the only contact I get with him until he comes home . " Well what does it say " my mom said with excitement . " He loves me blah blah he loves you blah blah be misses us blah blah and he's coming back in 2 months" I said with lost of breath because of the last words I said. My mom broke down crying in the kitchen, it has been a year since he we saw him. In shock I hugged and kissed my mom and was off to school . As I headed out the door my mom said to me " Baby girl daddy's coming home."
Just breathe
By Glo_shawde
Nicole Clarke lived a normal life, mom was a nurse and dad was in the military. She was a senior in high scho... More