The Final Moments

Just a short story for me to blow off some steam and express maybe some not-that-great feelings

The last half hour

She ran into her room, a stream of tears rushing across her-dark skinned face.  Slammed the door, shaking the house.  These were the final moments that she could review her life this far.  Did she really want to make this decision?

The last twenty-five moments

It was definite.  This was happening.  She was finally going to be happy somewhere else.

The last twenty moments.

She ran into the bathroom.  Washed her face, made it hot, so that the pain of what she was about to do would be more bearable.

The last 15 moments.

She searched her house to find the thing that would do it.  All of the medicine cabinets were locked.  She had tried to do this before twice so her parents knew that she was a very troubled young woman.  Depression turned to anger.

The last 10 moments.

No time to say goodbye.  No-one would care anyway.

The last 5 moments.

Everything would be gone.  She would finally be happy.

Ten

Nine

One cut

Eight

Seven 

The next cut, both bleeding profusely

Six

Five.  This is the end.

Four

Three

The next cut, this one making her fall to the floor

Two

One.  Her body was now cold and lifeless

She is finally gone among the angels.

She is finally happy now.

Author's Note

Please don't be too critical. I am simply writing to share some emotions that I don't even particularly like.

Reviews

[wordman]

well,it is a sad situation that she has gotten herself into,but most of these emotions are from
the devil,and usually a boy.go figure loved the write ! raw emotions

[Rebecca Pall]

Thank you very much

[Phoenix]

Bone chilling. For what it's worth, I thought that this was very intensely written. It truly gives some insight into what the author was feeling, and for that, it is a pure piece of writing. A sort of legacy to leave. That being said, the feelings conveyed are sobering. Very real.

[Rebecca Pall]

Thank you so much. I greatly appreciate it