Tie a knot

Suicide; what for?

Tie a knot

Your eyes are hurting. Your face is pale as the snow on a cold winter night. Your weary fingers are shaking as you lay down the pen. You stand up. Your balance is missing, and the intense shivering only makes it all worse. You need to sit down, just to think about this one last time.

You think of what you are being freed from. The pain. The anxiety. The sorrow. The losses. There are hundreds of reasons to why you are going to go through with this, and they are all flying around in your mind, colliding into each other causing your head to feel numb. You get up again. You hold the rope in your arms.

You gaze down at it while your nerves are tenser than ever. You're not sure about what you are going to go through with. Yes you are. No you're not. Yes you are. You're not sure. Not sure about anything. But why? There is no reason for you to stay here. Not if you're unhappy, right?

You start making the knot. You have been studying it for real, because you need it to be just right. You cant afford to fail at this. You know very well that it would break you down to the core.You know that its now or never.

You step up on the chair. Your feet are shaking intensely. You feel like you are going to fall down any minute now. But on the other side, why not?

You get yourself together, and you tie the knot to the lamp thats hanging from the ceiling. You slowly tie the other end around your neck. You know very well that you are only seconds away from what you have been longing for so badly. Death. The final curtain drop. You know that you are gazing into the eyes of death, but what for?

You get ready to jump. You take a long, deep breath. And you try to jump, but no. What happened?

Visions start appearing in front of you. Possible future scenarios. You see yourself, happily being with the girl of your dreams. She might be right around the corner. You see your little sibling winning a tournament with his sports team. You feel the joy of being the proud older sibling. You can taste the sweet feeling you get when you are there for someone.

The visions fade, and you see yourself as you are. Pale and thin. Ready to leap into it. What for?

You lay down the rope and walk away.

Reviews

[CLea]

This is a very moving story in my opinion. I think that too many stories end in suicide so it is nice to see a fresh one where the main character can over come their problems.

A few things to be aware of, since you used second person, you need to be careful with your word choice. You can use you and your and you're, but don't make those the only words in your story. Repetition can diminish the emotional value you have here.

Additionally, I am a back story kind of person, I want to know why he is doing these things. What pushed him to the point, and maybe elaborate on what actually saved him.

I have to say your imagery, specifically at the beginning what spot on, but keep it up throughout the story.

Overall a very nice little story filled with many emotions c:

[keatsgb]

the requirements are a 100 words...once you edit I will certainly look forward to read it!

[Daniel Cook]

Very well written and powerful imagery :)

[John P.]

Thanks a lot!