Contemplating

Contemplating

A Story by Emily is not found, she is but lost within herself
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A story filled with a need for a decision.

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She wiped the tears from her face. She was sitting on her bed with her teddy bear, her computer and a warm towel with blades wrapped inside. Another horrible day for this lonely girl. Her mind gets swarmed with memories of the day. The stares, the laughter the looks. Sitting alone in the corner of the cafeteria at lunch. Its been a year now, since her best friend moved away. Its been 364 days and she has 364 scars. One as a mark for each day she lost her best friend, the only one she talked to. He hasnt called, he hasnt written he hasnt anything. Her best friend, Jesse was the only one who who about her dad being kicked out or her mom, being the alcholic. He knew everything. He was the only thing that kept her from harming herself. She had no other firends because of how fast rumors spread, all of her family hated her mother. She hadnt told anyone half of the things she told Jesse. he wasnt just a friend to her, she loved him with all her heart and he got up and left because he wanted to explore. She can understand that, if she had the chance she would leave in an instant. But when he left she took it as he didnt love her like she loved him. She felt like she was nothing, she broke down that day. She torn into her skin exposing her blood to the air that day. That was the day she began to cut.

  The flashback ends and she is left staring at the blank screen of her computer. She closes it and goes to her washroom, towel in hand. She locks the door and starts the water. Once the tub is full, she peels off her clothes and gets in with her eyes closed. She can not bear to look at her body. Her legs which marked the days she stared at old photos. Her wrists where she remembered good times and forgot the sound of his voice. And her stomach. Where most scars took place. Each time she forgot the feeling of his fingertips on her body, thats where she cut that day. Tears strolled down her face as she unravals the towel. Two sharp blades fall to her hand in a clink. She takes one in hand, looks at her scar covered body. This cut will be the deepest she says to herself. Her hand is shaking as she brings the blade to her icy white skin. She starts at the ankle bone and just as the skin was about to break her cell phone began to ring. She wiped her tears picked up the phone

"hello?"

© 2011 Emily is not found, she is but lost within herself


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AAAAAAHHH! D****t, who answered the phone? Impatient, loud people hate cliff hangers by the way. I like it though, it works. However, you should have created more build up to the point where the phone rings. Same thing as I said for 'Phones', your stories are short stories, but I think they may be a little too short. A cliff hanger is a hundred times more effective when there is a lot of suspense to the climax.
Solid story.

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AAAAAAHHH! D****t, who answered the phone? Impatient, loud people hate cliff hangers by the way. I like it though, it works. However, you should have created more build up to the point where the phone rings. Same thing as I said for 'Phones', your stories are short stories, but I think they may be a little too short. A cliff hanger is a hundred times more effective when there is a lot of suspense to the climax.
Solid story.

Posted 13 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

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Emily is not found, she is but lost within herself
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