I'm fifteen years old and currently attend Sir John Leman High School, I had never really liked writing before, then my love of it developed out of no-where, and I haven't stopped since!
Mine and my mothers relationship was fragile, a simple thing could tear it apart. The smallest of arguments, the smallest mistakes, anything that could ever be considered small and hurtful.
Sorry for uploading such random parts of my story, haven't had the time to write more, this is a follow on from my last post. If anything were to change like I had expected it to, it wouldn't be...
I wrote this before I actually started writing death is not the only option, it's a little way into the story, like if I should continue. People say that when you die, everything ends.
I have always hated it when my alarm goes off in the morning. Wanting to constantly press the snooze button and no wake up, no matter what.
I remember the moments we shared together as young teenagers, we were then and still are so close, which is why I can't let him know how I feel about him, because ruining our friendship because I...
When I look back on my life, I consider it something I would love to live through again, something that I wish I could restart, that is if I could restart. Change everything right from the beginning.
I screamed at the sight of this scene, not taking any notice as to what I was doing, causing the car I own and am sitting in to crash.
Now, if I was to describe myself to anyone-if I were able to that is-I wouldn't tell them how I died, because it's the worse possible death to have.
Every day that I wandered down the street, thoughts of Mason filled my mind. Whether he was okay. Whether he even knew about the recent mistakes I have made since he left.