Hi i'm Victoria and this is a fictional story i have been writing for a long time and i want to share it with people. I will be posting all the chapters one by one from the very beginning. As this is a blog newer chapters will be at the top and older ones will be lower down, however they are all numbered so i hope it shouldn't be too hard to find you're way around. I would also like to mention that i am mildly dyslexic so my spelling and grammer can be a bit off even though i try my best.
Monday, 11 June 2012
Chapter 184 : For them i weep
I could barely walk as I finished off the rest of the tablets but knew I
was dangerously close to being late for Emmet and Esmee and that wasn’t what I wanted. The plan was to act normal and
pretend I was still happy that nothing had changed and I suppose in a way I
was. The day had been one of the best days of my stupid little life. I was
happy and I never felt more wanted and that was the other reason why it should
be my last day too. It in a strange way it would be a perfect ending to it.
I couldn’t feel any sicker
as I made my way stumbling and tripping towards the park that was just off to
the right at the end of the street I was on. I knew I Must have been bleeding
heavily as I could feel the warm drips of ruby liquid beginning to dribble down
my legs. I wanted to fall to the ground shivering curled up into a ball but it
would ruin the end; it would ruin my last day.
It seemed almost strange as I breathed in and out, counting each one in
my foggy brain. It was weird knowing that I was dying but no one else around me
knew it. Over two hundred paracetamol
and a hundred ibuprofen now battered
around somewhere inside my stomach while acid acted upon them to turn them into
poison, the paracetamol would attack
my liver without mercy and then it would fail and I would die. The death would be painful, I would vomit and
bleed but at the end I would be dead and gone. The ibuprofen would cause the
pain the vomiting and the seizures. I wanted it to hurt so the world could see
how destroyed the soul was I was killing.
it would be the last time I ever walked down this familiar city street.
The last time I heard the noises around me and smell all the smells. It was sad
but a happy sadness. The world had hurt me lots and it felt like if there was a
god he had given up on me a long time ago. Emmet and Esmee were the only people
in my life who had cared about me, the only two people bar my precious A bell
who showed me love and respect and it was for Emmet and Esmee that I now wept. They
were the only people it would hurt me to lose.
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