Dear Bully,
I used the blade the pain never felt so refreshing.
I missed the sweet feeling of pain
It was mesmerizing.
My mom called me for dinner I had to stop, I felt sick I couldn't eat if not I would gain extra I can't gain more no, no ,no ,no.
I was full on panicking then I remembered I could easily purge myself a skill of mine that I took pride in.
Dinner was terrible I felt like puking on the table but held back Mum can never know.
***Ella's pov***
This is it I'll finally end it
All my pain my suffering all coming to an end tonight.
I went to the bathroom laid in the bathtub that I had filled earlier with water, the blade in one hand the other a bottle of Xanax I planned to over dose on in the other.
Making myself comfortable in the bathtub I drew a long line from my arm to my wrist, quickly swallowing the pills right after before dunking my head underneath the water.
I have to make sure I die as quick as possible before mother can come looking for m-me.
My thoughts were all over the place
Cold....
Cold.......
Col......
C.....
..........
Gasping for air I jerk awake in the tub filled with water the blade still in my hand and the pills in the other.
Realising I fell asleep, I quickly return the pills into the bottle, drained the water and hid the blade.
I couldn't do it.
I curled up in a corner and sobbed
I was too much coward to take my life.
The dream felt so real.
YOU ARE READING
Dear bully
Short StoryNo one should ever wake up to the thoughts of slicing their wrist. For Ella that's a daily occurrence She's been through a lot and the only calming thought is that of death. Frustrated with life she writes a letter to her bully The boy who makes he...
