Runaway

Chapter 7

Last walk for sanity

"I'm not proud of what I almost did." Theodore told the stranger. "AndI am glad I never went through with it. So this alternative seemed the onlyway."FLASHBACK…Theodore sat on the bathroom floor, crying, wondering what to do to end it all. No one knew he was there, no one paid him any attention as he walked up the stairs and into the bathroom. He felt numb inside, dead inside, wanting to end his suffering and the self-loathing. He picked up a razor he found. 'I could do it. No one would notice if I did. It would be so easy.' He thought as he turned the razor in his hand, thinking about what he was about to try and do. He put the razor to his wrist, It felt cool to the touch. But he did not pull it down to cut himself. He just held it there for a moment, thinking about whether this was right or wrong. 'This will make me feel better.' He tried to convince himself, though his mind swirled with doubt, 'This will stop the numb feeling. It will make me feel real.' He was about to pull the razor down, to pull it harshly across his skin, when suddenly he stopped and thought again. 'Even if I did go through with it, it would not make a difference. Everything would remain the same, everyone would still ignore me. If I did it, it might make them ignore me even more. So there is no point to this.' He took the razor from his skin, his skin feeling strange with the thought of what he was about to do to it, and put it back from where it came. 'No,' He thought 'This would not change a thing.' He got up and left the room. He walked downstairs. He walked down the corridor and towards the front door. He noticed that everyone was seated at the table in the dining room. He could not hear what they were talking about, but he was sure it had nothing to do with him. 'They did not even notice I walked past. Its like I barely even exist.' Then he decided what he was going to do 'I am leaving this house. They probably won't even notice that I am gone. This way is better than that other way I was about to use. This way I can get away from it all. Away from the ones who have ignored me, I can get away and attempt to get over the girl I love.' He grabbed his coat off the hanger as he walked to the door. "See you later!" He called out to the people in the house, the ones that do not care. He received no response. 'I knew they would not even notice. Even when I called out to them, they do not notice.' He pulled on his coat and walked out into the rain. He broke out into a run as the rain started pelting down even harder, his tears streaming down his face and blended with the rain.