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Disclaimer:
This story explores heavy themes, including strong language, school bullying, and references to attempted suic*de. It might be difficult for some readers, so please take care of yourself as you read. If you or someone you know is struggling, I encourage you to reach out for support.
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Why am I still here?
"The world spins around me, but all I can feel is the beat of my heart against the empty space. Why do I exist in this broken reality, where shadows seem to whisper at the edge of my sight? I stand on the bridge, my breath mixing with the cool night air, heavy with questions I can't answer."
"The river below roils, a dark mass of chaos reflecting the storm inside me. Am I really alive? The thought lingers, teasing me. Everything feels unclear, like muffled laughter that haunts my memories. I can’t tell where it comes from—is it my past or someone else’s?"
"The whispers grow louder, drowning out my thoughts. They say high school is supposed to be the best time of your life. But what if it’s not? What if it’s just a cruel joke?"
"I squeeze my eyes shut, trying to block it out, but memories crash in like a wave—moments of laughter that turn into cries for help. What is real? The question eats at me." Was I always like this?
"You think you’re invincible, Damien? One day, you’ll fall."
"The voice feels familiar, but I can’t remember who it belongs to. The wind pulls me closer to the edge, and my heart races as I stand there. Do I even want to be here?"
"I can feel the weight of the world on my shoulders, each breath feeling like a fight. The air is thick with regret, but I can’t tell if it’s mine or someone else’s. The echoes of my life, filled with power and fear, swirl around me, leaving me confused."
With one last look at the darkness below, he surrenders. The world goes silent, as if holding its breath. Then, from the depths, a sharp sound pierces the quiet— water splashes, a dark end to a moment of unbearable tension.
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