Death wish
written by Nilan Valak
James was like every normal adult if we ignore his depression and suicidal tendencies. He had lost his job, had no friends he could be with. He just wanted to die, knowing that this life will never get better. However, he continued to push through he didn't know why but maybe he was meant to meet someone who saves him from his demons.
Last Updated
05/31/21
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The Weird Girl
Chapter 2
I pulled out some dollars from my coat and walked out of my house. My hairs were messed up but I didn't care, I thought if people think you suck and look like trash then you really should look like that. I locked the door behind him.
Soon I reached a cafe where I bought myself a cup of coffee, every eye was on me. I couldn't blame them, I knew he looked like I couldn't even pay for a nice cup of coffee. I ignored them all and sipped my coffee. I sipped slowly so I could stay here for longer, I didn't know why I wanted to stay but I didn't think much about it.
"Is this seat taken?" A sweet voice asked. I turned to look at a smiling blonde girl, a little younger than me.
"It's taken, go away." I said as harshly as I could. I hated people, I hated everyone in this world.
"Oh, you are right." She smiled and sat on the chair in front of me. "It's taken by me." She sipped her cold coffee.
I narrowed my eyes on her, frowning. What is her problem, why is she sitting here with a person like me? I thought. I didn't say anything, my eyes stared at the table.
"So, what's your name? Mine is Emily." She said and smiled, moving her hand to him for a handshake.
I didn't shake her hand if I act rude maybe she will leave me alone. I was so wrong, even though I didn't answer she still sat there and tried to talk with me. "Why are you even here? Why the hell are you talking to a person like me? I'm an ass. Just leave me alone." I shouted and banged my hand on the table.
She smiled and answered, "I'm here because I have been looking at you every time you come here. You are always alone. You don't speak but your eyes do." She looked into my eyes. I felt a shiver going down my spine, no I don't exist for anyone, I told myself. "I'm talking to you because I know you are a strong and kind person from inside. You can be harsh, I think you have your reasons. You are not an ass." She placed her hand over mine. "I'm with you."
I snapped, I pulled my hand away and stood up. What was I supposed to say? Why was she acting so nice? I wanted to tell her my name, she was the only one who tried to come to me and genuinely act nice.
I didn't. I ran away. She is weird. She is weird because she tried to talk to me, she is weird because she is nice in this harsh world which makes everyone's turn harsh and not help or even be kind to others. I could still see her smiling face and her sweet voice as I laid on my bed. "Was she nice because she wanted something from me?" I chuckled, "What can I give to her? She is weird."
Soon I reached a cafe where I bought myself a cup of coffee, every eye was on me. I couldn't blame them, I knew he looked like I couldn't even pay for a nice cup of coffee. I ignored them all and sipped my coffee. I sipped slowly so I could stay here for longer, I didn't know why I wanted to stay but I didn't think much about it.
"Is this seat taken?" A sweet voice asked. I turned to look at a smiling blonde girl, a little younger than me.
"It's taken, go away." I said as harshly as I could. I hated people, I hated everyone in this world.
"Oh, you are right." She smiled and sat on the chair in front of me. "It's taken by me." She sipped her cold coffee.
I narrowed my eyes on her, frowning. What is her problem, why is she sitting here with a person like me? I thought. I didn't say anything, my eyes stared at the table.
"So, what's your name? Mine is Emily." She said and smiled, moving her hand to him for a handshake.
I didn't shake her hand if I act rude maybe she will leave me alone. I was so wrong, even though I didn't answer she still sat there and tried to talk with me. "Why are you even here? Why the hell are you talking to a person like me? I'm an ass. Just leave me alone." I shouted and banged my hand on the table.
She smiled and answered, "I'm here because I have been looking at you every time you come here. You are always alone. You don't speak but your eyes do." She looked into my eyes. I felt a shiver going down my spine, no I don't exist for anyone, I told myself. "I'm talking to you because I know you are a strong and kind person from inside. You can be harsh, I think you have your reasons. You are not an ass." She placed her hand over mine. "I'm with you."
I snapped, I pulled my hand away and stood up. What was I supposed to say? Why was she acting so nice? I wanted to tell her my name, she was the only one who tried to come to me and genuinely act nice.
I didn't. I ran away. She is weird. She is weird because she tried to talk to me, she is weird because she is nice in this harsh world which makes everyone's turn harsh and not help or even be kind to others. I could still see her smiling face and her sweet voice as I laid on my bed. "Was she nice because she wanted something from me?" I chuckled, "What can I give to her? She is weird."
