• It's another day, another morning. Yet I can't help but feel the familiar dark shadow swallow me as I make my way to the bathroom. |The house is quiet but not empty. Down the corridor sleeps my two sisters and up a floor sleeps my father. He is jobless but spends his days gambling on Internet poker sites. When he wins it's great, a sudden smile brightens his face. When he doesn't it's as though the shadow becomes darker as I realise how much he's lost. What happens when my sisters and I leave the small house for our own lives? He is going to be alone. I can't help but worry about him. Even if he doesn't care about me.

    School is the same as usual, English, History, French, Art, Lunch, P.E and then Algebra. A never ending circle. I still have two years before I leave this hell hole they call a school, Then I'll set on my own path. I doubt I will get far. I have no income at home and a job as a waitress is not going to pay my way into college.

    I have friends, Their names Emma, Jade and Anna. They are great friends but are currently to preoccupied to realize what is going on with me.

    I won't be missed, I won't be noticed. When I return home I automatically grab the rope from the garage. The scene is set, A chair, some rope and a small note lies on the bedside table. The leap is easy, the lave is not.

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    They will find me two nights later, shock will fill their faces. A small note shedding a little light on the cause.


    Will you see me now?