I have absolutely nothing to say except sorry for the late update. I've been slacking lately but school's almost over and I'll have six weeks to write whenever I want. Anyway, on with the story...
I get up off my bed and grab the bottle of pills off the side as well as the letters. I place the letters on my bed in plain view so whoever finds me will see them straight away. I open the bottle of sleeping pills and empty the bottle into my hand. 20 pills. 20 pills is all I have. I sit there; my mind racing with thoughts - and stare at the pills. These small things will be the thing that will give me life - well a lack of life anyway. I take a deep breath, put the pills in my mouth one at a time and swallow. One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight, nine, ten, eleven, twelve, thirteen, fourteen, fifteen, sixteen, seventeen, eighteen, nineteen, twenty. I sit there, my eyes wide, staring at the wall. That's when it hits me. I'm going to die. Everything I've ever worked for in life is vanishing. Everything I've ever done will have no meaning. My whole life will be pointless and worthless. My eyes start to get heavy so I lay down on the floor.
Maybe this is a mistake. Maybe I shouldn't have done this. I don't want to die. I don't want this. I just want the pain to stop. I need help. I don't want this. I start screaming for my Mom. I want her here to hold me. I want my Mom to comfort me and to tell me everything will be okay. I want her to pull me close to her and for her to kiss me on my head while comforting me. I want her to comfort me like she did when I was a little girl. I want my Mom to help me. I want her to save me. I want someone to save me. I want someone to come in here and to help me. I don't want to die - I want to live. This was all a mistake. I scream as loud as I can but no-one can hear me and I know no-one ever will. I'm dying and there's nothing I can do about it. I can't take this back and now I'm going to die.
My eyes are so heavy I can barely keep them open. I lay there still. I'm cold and scared. I just wish someone would help me. I feel myself begin to drift away. My eyes begin to flutter close and no matter how hard I try to keep them open I can't. They're so heavy it's impossible to stay awake. I just need to sleep. I need to sleep so bad right now. I can't sleep though. If I sleep then I'll never wake up. I need help. I need someone to help me but that won't happen. This is real life and real life is hard and cruel. Life is a bitch and now I'm going to die. I'm going to die scared, alone and cold. My eyes are so heavy along with the rest of my body. My head falls to the side and I glance at the door one more time before closing my eyes. Just as my eyes drop closed I see a flash of light and I swear my bedroom door just opened. I want to scream and get whoever it is to help me but I can't. I can't move anything. I can't feel any of my body. It's so dark and my whole body is stiff. My minds blank and I can feel myself falling.