My Dark Angel
Ch. 1
I woke up to a scream. It came from my sister, Ailean, in the next bed. My other sister, Shayla groaned in protest to the noise. Ailean is having nightmares again. I wish they would go away. I always try to wake her up, but it doesn't work. I look to the side table and spot a glass of water. I pour it on her face.
"Oh my God!" she screams waking up, whipping off water from her eyes.
"Thank goodness you're awake. If you kept screaming we wouldn't have been able to go back to sleep," I say with a sigh of relief.
"Yeah, good for you two, but now I'm soaked," she snarled at me.
"Hey you should be thanking me.. I woke you up from your nightmare."
"Yeah, thanks, Trisha."
"You're welcome." I crawl back into my bed, but I can't fall asleep.
All I can think about is death and how tired I am of life. It's nothing my family did, besides my bastard father, that's made me depressed. It's how I get bullied at school.
"I'm worthless," I say to no one "I shouldn't even be alive I wish I could sleep forever."
I get up and fix my white nightgown. I walked outside to the bridge that's next to my house. I look over the side contemplating life. "Life is no longer the game I can play." I stand on the railing, the rocky water beneath my feet. "God, I pray to thee. Please have a spot for me in Heaven."
I close my eyes and jump. I feel the wind flow through my hair, and feel it pound against my face.
I hit the water hard. My body gets cold immediately, but then slowly grows warm.
I can't breathe.
I refuse to breathe.
Do I actually want to do this?
Oh crap.
What have I done?
My eyes close and I can't feel anything anymore. Darkness and sleep comes to me.