The Diary Of Bree
He Saw What He Wasn't Meant to See
** Flashback**
A violent fight over nothing with my parents led me to the school. Of course our school was to high and mighty to hire security thinking no one would ever try to break in. Wrong. I picked the lock to the main entrance of the school then the lock to the girls bathroom. I did all my cutting here. Here I could cut in peace without anyone finding out. This time, unfortunately would be my last as I planned to end my life. I took out my razor from the secret compartment in my backpack and slid the cool metal across my skin. I felt so relieved. I wouldnt have to deal with the fighting anymore. Taking the gun out of my backpack, I placed it against my temple. I decided I wanted to count to three.
One&..
Two&..
Someone popped out of the bathroom stall.
Scared because I didnt know who it was, I pulled the trigger. I hit him in the upper thigh causing him to fall to the ground in pain.
With blood gushing from the wound, and me, finally realizing that it was Ricky, I froze in place. I cant believe I just shot my best friend.
I dropped to my knees, and the tears fell, they fell until he spoke.
Im fine Bree-Bree, but I need a hospital.
No-no hospital, they will tell my parents, and I cant go back there Ricky, I cant.
I started crying again causing him to squeeze my hand tightly.
Fine Bree, no hospital, call an ambulance. His words were slurred and I could tell that he was starting to lose consciousness because of the blood loss.
NO!, they will just take me home too! I cant Ricky, I cant but I dont know what else to do!
This time he didnt respond, he had already passed out from the blood loss.
I knew he was suffering like this, and I didnt know what else to do, but I wanted to stay away from my parents.
Without thinking I took the gun, pointed it at Ricky and pulled the trigger.
Thats when I heard the siren from the cop cars coming closer to the school after hearing the first gun shots.
I couldnt stay.
I left, leaving Rickys dead body on the bathroom floor.
I ran, I ran back to the one place I wanted to stay away from.
Home.
My parents were already in bed. My mom in the bedroom and my dad on the couch in the living room.
With the gun hidden under my shirt I crept through the house as silent as a mouse.
I got up to my room tossing the gun on the floor, climbing into bed, and crying. Until I had no more tears.
I didnt do what I went to do, but I killed my only friend.
Im still alive, but inside Im dead.
Reality set in, and I fell asleep with his image forever burned inside my memory.
A violent fight over nothing with my parents led me to the school. Of course our school was to high and mighty to hire security thinking no one would ever try to break in. Wrong. I picked the lock to the main entrance of the school then the lock to the girls bathroom. I did all my cutting here. Here I could cut in peace without anyone finding out. This time, unfortunately would be my last as I planned to end my life. I took out my razor from the secret compartment in my backpack and slid the cool metal across my skin. I felt so relieved. I wouldnt have to deal with the fighting anymore. Taking the gun out of my backpack, I placed it against my temple. I decided I wanted to count to three.
One&..
Two&..
Someone popped out of the bathroom stall.
Scared because I didnt know who it was, I pulled the trigger. I hit him in the upper thigh causing him to fall to the ground in pain.
With blood gushing from the wound, and me, finally realizing that it was Ricky, I froze in place. I cant believe I just shot my best friend.
I dropped to my knees, and the tears fell, they fell until he spoke.
Im fine Bree-Bree, but I need a hospital.
No-no hospital, they will tell my parents, and I cant go back there Ricky, I cant.
I started crying again causing him to squeeze my hand tightly.
Fine Bree, no hospital, call an ambulance. His words were slurred and I could tell that he was starting to lose consciousness because of the blood loss.
NO!, they will just take me home too! I cant Ricky, I cant but I dont know what else to do!
This time he didnt respond, he had already passed out from the blood loss.
I knew he was suffering like this, and I didnt know what else to do, but I wanted to stay away from my parents.
Without thinking I took the gun, pointed it at Ricky and pulled the trigger.
Thats when I heard the siren from the cop cars coming closer to the school after hearing the first gun shots.
I couldnt stay.
I left, leaving Rickys dead body on the bathroom floor.
I ran, I ran back to the one place I wanted to stay away from.
Home.
My parents were already in bed. My mom in the bedroom and my dad on the couch in the living room.
With the gun hidden under my shirt I crept through the house as silent as a mouse.
I got up to my room tossing the gun on the floor, climbing into bed, and crying. Until I had no more tears.
I didnt do what I went to do, but I killed my only friend.
Im still alive, but inside Im dead.
Reality set in, and I fell asleep with his image forever burned inside my memory.
10/27/12