Save me
Chapter 1
Last day of summer before school started again. I’m not sure I can take another year of school. Last year was bad enough.
Last year my dad beat me every day because he hate my guts. He thinks I killed my mother when I was born. Every day he says, “Do the world a favor and kill yourself. None is going to miss you.” I keep my hopes up thinking someone might, but as I sit in my bathroom bleeding out no one comes.
I just need some to save me.
***
I have been sitting here for a few hours, still bleeding. Slowly I pulled myself up and rinsed my wrists off before putting on Neosporin.
*banging on door*
I gasped and crossed my fingers hoping it wasn’t my father.
I opened the door and felt a flash of heat across my face. The odds are never in my favor.
“Get out here now!” He shouted at me.
Already my eyes began to sting with tears, as I crawled to the couch. I heard steps behind me.
He pulled me up by my hair and held a knife to my neck. I was sobbing now.
“Shut up. You shouldn’t be living. Maybe I should kill you myself and do the world a favor.” He yelled.
He turned me so I was facing him, I saw the knife flash and felt a pain in my stomach.
Then my chest.
He dropped me and spit on me. I couldn’t breathe. I felt my eyes close, and heard him running out the back door when he heard the sirens, too. I saw lights behind my closed eyelids.
“Can you hear me? Squeeze my hand if you can! Stay with me!!!” Someone said to me. I moved my fingers. “She’s alive!! Base! I need an ambulance at 139 Elm!! ASAP!! I’m losing her pulse.”
The world turned black around me.
Last year my dad beat me every day because he hate my guts. He thinks I killed my mother when I was born. Every day he says, “Do the world a favor and kill yourself. None is going to miss you.” I keep my hopes up thinking someone might, but as I sit in my bathroom bleeding out no one comes.
I just need some to save me.
***
I have been sitting here for a few hours, still bleeding. Slowly I pulled myself up and rinsed my wrists off before putting on Neosporin.
*banging on door*
I gasped and crossed my fingers hoping it wasn’t my father.
I opened the door and felt a flash of heat across my face. The odds are never in my favor.
“Get out here now!” He shouted at me.
Already my eyes began to sting with tears, as I crawled to the couch. I heard steps behind me.
He pulled me up by my hair and held a knife to my neck. I was sobbing now.
“Shut up. You shouldn’t be living. Maybe I should kill you myself and do the world a favor.” He yelled.
He turned me so I was facing him, I saw the knife flash and felt a pain in my stomach.
Then my chest.
He dropped me and spit on me. I couldn’t breathe. I felt my eyes close, and heard him running out the back door when he heard the sirens, too. I saw lights behind my closed eyelids.
“Can you hear me? Squeeze my hand if you can! Stay with me!!!” Someone said to me. I moved my fingers. “She’s alive!! Base! I need an ambulance at 139 Elm!! ASAP!! I’m losing her pulse.”
The world turned black around me.
8/12/13