just making stuff up...what do you think?

[starr]

well...i am at school...and i have nothing to do..so i'm gonna make some stuff up i think....it doesnt have a title...and it sucks....and its melodramatic

 

"Just do it already!" a voice screams at me. It is my voice. I stare at myself in the mirror. Tears streaming down my face, my brown eyes red and glossy. My mouth quivering and gasping for breath. My pale hand holds a sharp kitchen knife. My right side reflecting in the silver. Underneath my black sad machine shirt, my heart is sick, yet beating rapidly. It is more anger than anything else. My sobs echo in the bathroom. I couldn't believe myself. Lost and confused amongst a group of fakers. I want out and I only know one way. The knife is lifeted to my neck, the jagged edges resting there. I swallow hard and take one last look at myself. My left hand picks up the black wireless phone and my fingers dial the 10 digit number i know too well.

"Hello?" a deep voice came.

Between sobs and gasps, i manage these words, "I love you very much, never forget that ok?" and with that i hang up.

I am back to blankly staring. My eyes shut...My sense of touch opens up stronger...and I felt a small sting............

 

 

yes....melodramatic....something stupid....but....i dunno....how should i fix it?