The tears kept coming as my hair whiped my cheeks and the wind pushed at my back, threatening to give the final death blow. I have nothing left to keep me on the earth, I have destroyed my own life purpose, they told me not to stop taking my medicine, I knew what it was doing to me, all they saw was my physical health improving. But I knew what had happened to me, what I did to myself and I have to live with that for the rest of my life. So I fixed the problem, I stoped taking my pills and let my body fall into my state of mind, and my mind was not a happy or colourful place. It was ruled by hate for myself and filled with disturbing thoughts and images that even others couldn’t escape from. I stared down to the bottom of the cliff, the person at the bottom stared back up at me with shocked and scared eyes. He didn’t move, his body was twisted in an unnatural position completely still; he was dead, I lifted my head to watch the sunrise, it’s beautiful the way it looks, all the reds and oranges mirrored on the deep blue surface of the ocean. the wind kept whiping my hair against my cheeks, I closed my eyes and tried my last attempt at clearing my mind; then it happened, the darkness that had held me as a prisoner for 5 years let me go. my mind became lighter; like a load of weight had been lifted, all the horrible thoughts and images left me and the image of the sunsrise filled my mind. I smiled even though I felt the wind give the final push, I knew what was happening but I didn’t care. I kept smiling as i watched the sunrise in my mind; my final thought, i was happy for the first time in years and I knew I wouldn’t have to live with the guilt of the murder i commited against my own husband. I knew that once I had died I would still be smiling with my final thought; my beautiful last thought.
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i love this. it has feeling with lots of depth.
love chuu évely
Wow! this is absolutely fantastic!
i had absolutely no problems visualizing every sentence as i read.
keep up work like this, and work your way up to a novel. Ive spoken to David Metzenthen, and he said that’s how you build a career as an author. (he’s a nice guy)
I’d love to know if there was inspiration for this piece.
My English teacher (who is also published) would love you.
i do.. in a literary sense :D
do you mind if i show this to her? she might be able to put you onto a publisher or something
you would help me get published? wow that would be awsome thanks
– EvelyImmortal