Guardian Angel.
Chapter
One.
Sometimes, my world feels like a scarf wrapped a
little too tightly around my neck. Choking me. Strangling me. And
no matter what I do, I can’t loosen the scarf, or numb the
piercing pain. It feels like everyone else has gills and
I’m here gasping for any bit of air I could
breathe…drowning. Everyone else around me can fly high to
the scattered stars above my thoughtful head; meanwhile I’m
left stranded on the ground forgotten, trying to make my way
through the never-ending storm.
Nobody ever asks if I’m okay, though. Nobody could ever see
beyond the fake smile I paint on my face every day. But at
night, when I wash the paint off, the smile vanishes, and the
mirrored reflection of my face becomes distorted in my tears.
My scars are fading, yet I break my vow to stop. I pick up the
blade, sharp as a devil’s glare. It’s like drawing
lines on a canvas; however the pencil is my blade, the canvas my
wrist. A river, no, a waterfall of rose red blood- as red as a
sore thumb or a blushing girl’s cheeks floods out of
me.
It hurts. I won’t deny that. However the pain numbs the
depression burning my insides.
The next day I’ve run out of the paint I brush onto my
face. I walk slowly into school- tears welling in my eyes, scars
visible, smile no more- and I’m just in time for
assembly.
“We have such terrible, tragic news…one of our
students is no longer with us. She’s joined the stars in
the sky. God has gained one more beautiful angel to watch over
us. We’ll miss her greatly, she will be remembered.
Farewell, Amber Williams, bless your heart. You will never be
forgotten”
Some people are whispering in sudden shock of her
departure… and some are lamenting. No one acknowledges me
at all- because I am no more.
I committed suicide last night. And now I’m here:
A guardian angel.
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"You're tied together with a smile but you're coming
undone" -Tied Together With A Smile, Taylor
Swift