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"You can do it!" said a voice within her head.2
"No you can't, you worthless piece of garbage." said another.3
"Put the knife down. You have better things awaiting you." The first 4
voice replied.5
Rachel was scared...confused...she was hurt. "Put the knife down? For what?" she cried. "Only to be beaten again? ...touched? ...yelled at? ...lied to? I can't take it anymore!" 6
Rachel had just moved to a new city when she turned sixteen. It was her family's way to get her away from anything that could get her into trouble. It was also her mother's way to get closer her new job.... their better life. But what Rachel's mother didn't know was that it didn't matter where they moved, the problem was directly under her nose.7
Rachel took the knife and slowly and forcefully slid it across her wrist. She wanted to feel every inch of pain. Every thought of life. She wanted bleed away all of her sadness. Again and again, she did this. And for every slice there was a reason. One for the first time her daddy raped her. Another for the first time her mother hit her. The next one for the times that she had to lie about the scars that were given to her by her uncle. And the deepest one was for the love that she lost.8
His name was Michael. He was the only one that understood her. At the age of 18, he meant the world to her. She told him everything. She gave him everything. He was her life. Until the day that he found out that she was moving. She wasn't planning on telling him, but he could sense that she was acting different.9
"What's the matter Rachel? You have been acting funny lately." he said.10
"Baby, I don't know how to say this, so I'm going to make this as simple as possible. Micheal.... I'm moving. Far away and I don't think that I'm ever going to see you again." she said sadly.11
"Your what? Moving! Rachel, baby, so what are you trying to say?" he asked. "Are you breaking up with me?"12
Rachel started to cry. "I don't know? I don't want to. I don't know what to do." Micheal was the only person that she had. She would love for the weekends to come, just to see his face. He took her to another world. A world far away from life. Her love for him was on higher level than love itself. She cherished every moment that was spent with him. He was the only true friend that she had. He was her escape from the confinement of her home. He was the love that she never had shown.13
Micheal hugged Rachel, kissed her on the forehead, and said " It's okay. I will always be here for you."14
Rachel looked up at Micheal with the tears rolling down her smooth caramel cheeks. " Micheal, I love you." These words have never came out of her mouth before. Then, it was time for her to go. She gave Micheal a kiss. It was the last kiss that she gave him. Then, she left to the home that she once called hers.15
The move was final. A new school. No more friend. And worst of all, no more Micheal. Her escape from life was to be no more. She now had to face her life on her own.16
Once everything was moved into the new house, her mother started work immediately. Her father was supposed to be out looking for a job, so Rachel thought she had nothing to worry about. After eating the food that her mother told her not to touch, she went upstairs to her room to take a shower.Because no one was home, she didn't lock the door, and this is the biggest mistake he made.17
Her father came back home. Going to find a job was the only excuse that he had so that he could go out and get his drugs. Rachel's father was a known drug addict, so he had to tell her mother a decent excuse so that she wouldn't question him about it. He heard the water running, went upstairs to her room, opened the bathroom door, and saw her outline through the steamy glass.18
He grabbed her and threw her onto the cold bathroom floor. She screamed out in pain as he forcefully entered her delicate body. When he finished, he smiled at her and stroked her hair. Telling her how much he loved her. Then, he walked out the room as if nothing happened, leaving her in tears.19
This is when she grabbed the knife, and she sliced he wrist. She walked over to the mirror, leaving a trail of blood following on the floor behind her. She looked into the mirror and cried, " So, this is what I left for?" She couldn't handle it. It has been almost a month before she talked to Micheal. In pain, she ran over to the phone and dialed Micheal's number. She needed to talk to him. She wanted to hear his comforting words.20
"Hello?" a female's voice answered from the other line.21
"Who is this?" Rachel asked.22
"This is Micheal's girlfriend, Kelly. May I ask who is calling?" she said cheerfully.23
With that said, Rachel hung up the phone. She was sad, confused, and once again..... alone. She looked down at her bloody wrists and her throat locked up. She ran over to the bathroom sink and looked in the mirror. " You are worthless." she said. 24
At that moment, she became dizzy. The room started to spin. Her life flashed before her eyes. Micheal flooded through her mind. She became weak and fell to the floor. She laid there with her eyes close, feeling nothing, for hours. And when she was finally awoken, the only thing that she saw was darkness. Once again, she was alone.25
Author notes
I hope this makes sense. I just wrote whatever came to me.
What did you think? Please comment!
Comments
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Hey C.C. its kell this is my first time reading this story and it is very touching i love the way you write girl and like i said you are my inspiration towards many of my poems and the reason i began writing
ya best friend,
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GREAT!
You were the best story I ever read I had read. I like the story that I read all your story. Keep up the GOOD! WORK! I would LIKE! TO here another one of your STORIES! Because I have
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It's pretty nice sweetie, I liked it.
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I really liked this story. It was very powerful and strong. I can definetly sense the pain in this girl's life. I've had some thing similar happen to me. I just hope that the end that came to this girl doesn't happen to me.
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this was good. very strange. i feel so sorry for her. thanks for entering.
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this is very well written and the story is heartfelt and genuine. you can feel her pain, and you just want to give her a hug!! awesome job, good luck in the contest!
~*~*Rin*~*~
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