Saddest Story Never Told
There's No Way Out!
I woke up Monday morning feeling quite a bit drowsy. Remembering what had happened on Friday, I began to feel sick to my stomach. I really didn't feel like going to school, so I told my mom I wasn't feeling good, and crawled slowly back into bed. There was no way I wanted my friends to see me like this.
"Fuck my life. Everything happens because of me! Why do I even bother getting up in the morning?" I thought angrily, tears streaming from my blood-shot eyes. "It's all my fault that he's gone!"
Never did I feel a pain quite like this. It felt as though someone was stabbing my beating heart a million times over. I couldn't stand it. It was unbearable! I had to get away. I had to escape!
"Fuck my life. Everything happens because of me! Why do I even bother getting up in the morning?" I thought angrily, tears streaming from my blood-shot eyes. "It's all my fault that he's gone!"
Never did I feel a pain quite like this. It felt as though someone was stabbing my beating heart a million times over. I couldn't stand it. It was unbearable! I had to get away. I had to escape!