I was almost insulted about what this man had just told me, it seemed as if he wanted me to jump. I stand here now, at the top of this cliff, debating yes or no, a life-dependent decision in the most literal sense possible. It was strange, not being able to decide my own fate for myself, but having dozens of people below me try to persuade my opinions. I felt pointless at that point, having all of my family obviously not love me, due to them putting me up for adoption at the age of 7. I sat in that same room for 5 more years, with such limited chances to leave that one place. I ate in that foster home room with the same disgusting slop, Derek, for 5 years, having the same disgustingly flavored ramen for 6 of the 7 days in the week. when I was 12, I decided that I wanted to run away and have my shot of living homeless on the streets of my dreaded state, Michican. This seemed to actually work pretty well for the past 3 years, until I finally came to senses and thought more about why I had to live this awful life. That is when I had started to remember all of the misfortunes that I have encountered. I have never had a single person that felt actual love for me, I sat on the same hillside and ate whatever I could find for 3 years, and nevermind my educational status. I was a very bright young kid, with all A's in all of my classes, and nobody ever even acknowledged me for this. I started to think more and more about how I am not accepted in this modern day's society, I don't actually belong. So, in this thought process, I walked over to this hill just a couple of minutes ago and told myself "Are you worth it, or should you just fall to the ground like all of your life achievements?". And now, here I stand, determining that very same decision with what seemed to be thousands of people and news reporters shouting at me that I was worth something. But, this started to persuade me for a second, having all of these people say that they love me and that I could start a new life and be accepted more that I previously had been. I saw all of those people down there, and for about 2 minutes, I just looked at all of the people and tried to make some of the faces out. There were a lot of people that I had recognised, but couldn't exactly put my finger on their names. Just then, I saw something that made me have a burst of joy and hope that I had never felt before, my birth parents. I just barely saw their mouths move in the gesture of "Come back, we have always loved you!!!", and it cheered my mood immediately. I decided that I wouldn't take the jump after all. So, I stood back up from my knees, and wanted to walk back down to the edge of the tallest known mountain in the entire state of Michigan. Just then, disaster struck, and a rock lie there taunting me. I was walking along the side of the edge. when I interrupted this rock from it's nothing, and tripped on it. Everyone watched as I fell to the bottom of the what seemed an endless cliff and cried like a baby who hasn't had it's diaper changed in a matter of weeks and needs to be fed. I dropped, from that 120 foot cliff, and, well, lived. Unscaved, I awed at the sight of my crushed birth father. I was depressed after seeing this horrible thing, he jumped under where I was going to land and his body covered my fall to the flat surface below. That was the point when I realized that they really did love me all along. Of course, this was just what I had hoped would happen. I actually dropped tp the bottom to see my parents in front of my at the bottom of the cliff, smiling. I was so sad at this last millisecond of my life, but I didn't even have enough time to express these feelings. I lie there, dead, lifeless, at the bottom of that edge, with my final seconds of my life in the thought that I was really never loved and that I did actually deserve this cruel fate.
The End
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