Hey everyone. This is just a quick piece but I hope you like it. I have a short idea of how to continue it but I'm not sure if anyone will like it so please review if you want to read more.
I do not condone self-harm and suicide so if you need help, please tell a grown-up or someone you can trust with your life.
Summer's POV
The voices scream inside my head, telling me the truth. That I'm worthless, a waste of space, just a huge mistake, was never meant to live. I'm powerless against these voices as they take control of my mind. I can no longer tell my left from my right, my best friend from my worst enemy. Everything is blending into one huge gray blob. I can't escape. It's holding me too tight. I'm suffocating. Can anyone help me?!
Or is this for the best? Maybe when I'm gone, everyone will be happy. No more miss finding-her-place-in-the-band. No more little miss insecure. No more... Just no more Summer. Maybe Tomika will finally get her chance to shine. Maybe Asher wouldn't feel so awkward. Maybe, just maybe... I should go.
I thought the voices left me years ago but I guess I was wrong. Their back, louder and stronger than ever. I cover my ears in an attempt to block them out but they just scream even louder, making me feel as if my eardrums were going to burst. "You can't even sing a simple song, how are you even in the band?!" It shouts and I answer back with a silent "I don't know." "Why are you and Tomika even friends? She's better off without you. I mean, you left her when she went overboard with Demi Lovato? What kind of friend is that?" Another voice shouts and I whisper. "Me."
"That's right you worthless girl, you're the worst person on earth. No one loves you, even Kale's tired of you. She doesn't even give you a hug anymore. And when was the last time any of them paid you any attention? Aren't you of any importance to the team?" The voices mock and I can't help but cower. "You're a stupid little girl and I bet this whole world can't wait for you to go."
I suddenly see red seeping from my arm. The sticky crimson liquid gushes out like a waterfall, staining everything within its reach like a hungry monster. I barely feel the pain, I feel free. But the freedom comes at a cost. From the new hole to my body, enters more demons. It makes me wonder if the few moments of relief is worth the new demons. They curse me for eternity, mock my every quirk and thought.
Maybe they're right. Maybe it's time. I run out of the school bathroom, ignoring all the stares of the people around me. They don't really know me and now, they never will. Goodbye Travis B Prep. Goodbye School of Rock. Goodbye Austin. Hello Demons.
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