Faces

Episode 2 - Bodies

The only sounds heard are the quiet wails of the people trapped inside the trees. 

 Have I wandered deep enough into the forest yet? Is it dark enough for nobody to hear my screams? I don't know. Only one way to find out, I guess.

I swing my rucksack over my shoulder, throwing it at the ground and I unzip the front pocket of my bag, grabbing out my phone. It's dark, I can't see much, but I know that I won't see anything soon. I won't be able to see my friends or family... Not even my enemies. Can you see where this is going? Can you see what I'm about to do yet?

Crouching down onto the floor, I frantically type. My fingers are going numb from the cold, I can't feel my hands. 

To whoever is reading this, 

If you are, you must be important to me. Maybe my friend, maybe my mother or father, maybe my older brother. Well, then you must know what I struggle with. I struggle to not succumb to the dark parts of my mind, the parts that constantly admit defeat. The parts that I have failed to overcome. 

That's what led me here tonight, in the dark, wandering into the woods. Deep enough so you can't hear me scream, and worry about me. Dark enough so I can't see myself and regret it. Silent enough to make me want to leave even more. 

I hope you take this message not as a chance to save me, but a chance to say goodbye. It's a chance for me to say I'm sorry. I'm sorry for all of the pain you might go through, that's if you even care about me at all. 

My friends, don't let my enemies see this message and think it was their doing that brought me to this point, but, if they do, let them know that it was me. It was only me who did this to myself. Remember the last moment we spent together, at Michelle's birthday party, just before her fate ended the same way as mine... dying before she reaches the age of freedom and liberty.

My brother, just know I love you, and I am so sorry. I can't live with myself anymore. But, carry on strong without me, continue to lift your chin up high, and show those people who is the boss. Remember everything you've done for me, and let them be your reminder that it wasn't you either.

My parents. Now, before I pretended to go to bed, I said I loved you, and that was not a lie. I love you for doing all of those things for me over the fourteen years I've lived. Thank you for raising me, and it was not your fault I fell into the world of darkness and didn't live to hear your last breath. Instead, you are reading mine.

I'm so sorry and I love you all,

Goodbye.

Love from Leigh. ❤

There. The hard part is over: saying goodbye to everyone. Saying I love them all, and saying that I was sorry. I will not send this message until I have done it though, so they can't save me. I can't live with myself any longer, because of what I did. Now, the only thing I can do, is end it. end the pain, end the hatred, end everything.

I plunge into the depths of my bag and pull out a few packs of Painkillers and other tablets, along with my water bottle. I take a deep breath in and pop the tablets out of the packaging. I trow them all into my mouth and gulp down all the water. Now all that's left to do it wait. 

I click send.