Marshall opens the door to the top of the roof. He stands on the railings edge and stared at the ground. ‘It can be over.. with.. one.. step‘ Marshall thought. He sat down on the railings and continued to stare at the ground, everything around him becoming quiet. He began to drown in his own thoughts as he started to lean forward. He reached into his pocket and took out a folded paper. He unfolded it as tears went down his face. His suicide note.. He reached into his pocket again, and grabbed a lighter. He lit the lighter and burned the note.. The people at school either ignored him or bullied him.. His mother died when he was 8.. His father shot himself in the car a week later… Marshall was now old enough to live by himself.. He liked being alone but.. he could not take the silence anymore.. Marshall tossed the still burning letter to the ground.. He was ready to push himself off the railing.. but.. “Wait!” Marshall stopped his current action and turned around. “Please don’t do it!” A girl was slowly walking towards Marshall.. “Your name is Marshall, correct?” Marshall’s eyes widened as he nodded. The blonde girl continued to slowly walk towards Marshall. “My name is Lilly.” Lilly’s green eyes shined in the dark place above the school.
written on: 12/3/2018
Realistic Fiction
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Hiya, turtle boi laurens!
You do a great job of pulling your readers in with the opening sentence! I wonder if you could create more emotion by making more paragraphs? Remember: Paragraphs don’t have to be 5-7 sentences long.