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Expression of Depression
Tragedy
 Created on 7-8-07
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This is my short story. it's about a teenager that's deeply in depression.
(Prologue)
Life around us is crumbling at our feet, everything I loved, gone.
No more reasons for me to endure in this world I call home.
Every day is a struggle, and I should'nt have to fight to be accepted by the
people around me. They all compare me to a piece of garbage, a broken garbage bag torn open and it's content's strewn all over. I'm sick of it, now it's not going to hurt me anymore......
(chapter 1...In the beginning....)
"Get the fuck up, your late for school, "remarked Jason's step mother, Zoe. "Alright calm the hell down, I'm up, I'm up...god you sound like my mom.", shot back Jason. No I don't, your mom is dead now and I'm here now, sneered Zoe. "Well I think this shirt is clean" mumbled Jason as he picked up a shirt from the floor and jeans. "Ok, good bye...bitch", mumbled Jason as he went outside. Jason' mounted his bike, pedaling furiosly to solanco high school. As he pedaled faster, his pantleg got caught in the spokes, Jason went flying headfirst into the ground. "Aww fuck!!", screamed Jason. As he made it to school, he got there just in time for 4th period. "Hey dude, though you were dead or something", mumbled cashe's only friend, Zach. "No, i just overslept, mumbled Jason, trying not to get the teacher's attention. When the teacher wasn't looking, Zach flung a piece of paper onto Jason's desk, it read: Dude, I gotta tell you something after class, tell you at lunch. As Jason went to lunch, the menu read:Solanco school's fine cafeteria foods: today; spagehtti with bread. Jason had this lunch every monday and it was never different; the noodle's tasted like a boot and the bread could break someone's teeth trying to bite it. But he shrugged and bought it anyway. "So, what's so important?, Queried Jason. "Man you gotta help me, I'm in it deep this time, someone is spreading rumor's that I said I could fight Ben, and I fucking can't, i still got a life to live!, I still wanna be with kim man!...O.K...what should should i do? Jason though this out for a moment then replied: "nothing to it dude, your fucked." "thanx dude, thanx alot.", remarked Zach "I'm gonna go see kim, see you later..hopefully", Sighed Zach The rest of the day was uneventfull, but the drama started at home, Jason's dad had found out that Zoe has been cheating on him with a coworker...."You fucking whore, who do you think you are?" Shouted Jason's dad, Jett. "Who do i think i am?, hmm the last woman you ever touch, that's who I am to you asshole, shouted Zoe as she brandished a steak knife from the drawer behind her. "Try me bitch", mumbled jett, "I'll rip your fucking head off". Just then laiya darted towards jett and stabbed him in the chest. "Yoouuu bitch!!.....Jett's scream turned into a moan as he fell to the floor. With blood dripping everywere, Zoe suddenly dropped the knife and ran out the door. Jason stood in the doorway in disbelief as his father's soon to be killer drove away. Jason fell to his father's side, he had tears running down his face as he closed his father eyelid's, and as the police and ambulance came, he still didnt believe this was happening.....how could this of happened to me?
(chapter 2 the undenyable truth)
Jason's world was turned upside down as he awoke from the ophanage, being sent there after the paramedics tried there futile attempt's to revive jett, all the horrid events that happened last night had sickened him, seeing his father being zipped up into a body bag was almost to much to take. "Why me god? why take the only person that i had left?, why?" Jason could barly get the words out as he asked himself in the mirror that question, but his thoughts were interrupted by someone knocking on the door, it was Zach."Hey man, I'm really sorry.I know he was the only one that you had left, but my parents are offering to let you stay at my house if you want to", Zach asked these questions slowly, to make sure cashe had time to let the words sink in. "ok zach, I would like that."replied Jason But now they both had to be driven to school, and as Jason went into the building, seeing all those smiling faces, he wished so vainly he could do the same, but unknowing to them, they still had their parents. As the day went on Jason found everything harder to do now, even putting on his gym shirt seemed like a chore now. Dude, life sucks ass, mumbled Jason "I know man, but you gotta be tough and pull through, replied Zach. After a pointless game of dodge ball, Jason and Zach were on there way to lunch, but they were intercepted by Ben and his group. Yo, bitch, heard you got something to say to me, sneered Ben. "uhh, no i don't, mumbled Zach " the fuck you don't i heard what you said bitch, so hit me pussy", Ben shot back. Zach though this over, then as if he was about to turn away, he turned around and nailed Ben in the jaw. Ben stumbled, but recovered quickly and shot back another punch right into zach's stomach, blood splurted out of zach's mouth as he tryed to regain his breath, but Ben kept on laying on the punches, then one faithful punch landed on zachs jaw, and a sickening crack snapped his jaw. Then out of nowhere, Jason flung a fast one right into Ben's stomach, and sent him to the ground. Jason then jumped on top of him and kept on pummeling him, letting all the anger flow out of him into his punches, growing harder and harder. This continued until a teacher tore Jason off Ben. "What, the hell is going on here", asked the enraged teacher, noticing Zachs jaw and blood splurting everywere, "Oh, my god, you need to get to a hospital...."
(chapter 3 All alone again)
"So, you were just walking to lunch, and Ben attacked zach, is this right?, asked the disgruntled teacher. "yea, I just lost it so I defended zach and so I started hitting Ben"
"Damn right you lost it, now there's 2 boys in the hospital.", shouted the teacher. "He was hitting my fucking friend" shouted Jason. "Hey, I dont need that language here!!", screamed the teacher. "Fuck you!, my dad is dead, my friend is in the hospital, and i have no one, so screw you!!" Jason lept up from the chair he was in and left the room. "fuck this i dont need this anymore" muttered Jason. "Wait.........I'm sorry for shouting like that, dont leave yet, I had no idea what you were going through", said the teacher. "So, what do you want to do with me?" asked Jason. "well, i guess i could let you off on self defense", said the teacher. "really?" muttered Jason "yea sure, now get to class, before you get written up." joked the teacher."yea, whatever..." Jason went to the last period of the day, with about 5 minutes left, he didnt have to do anything. As Jason was on the busride home, he could feel the stares of the other kids, muttering about how he lost his dad, and the fight he was in. Jason almost missed his stop, not being used to living at zach's house. "shit, this life sucks" thougth Jason as he flopped on the bed in the guest bedroom. "When does my life turn around, like in the bible? Or am i exempt from the lords salvation?" These thoughts started to swim in Jason's head as he fell asleep. Now with these thoughts in his head, he was starting to doubt his christian beliefs, nothing good happened anymore, no parents or siblings, failing grades at school, people spreading rumors about him, his only friend in the hospital in critical condition, and just the feeling that no one cares about him anymore were the thoughts that were in Jason's head."And why does all this happen right before Christmas?.....why?..... maybe, i should end it now........end it all.....
(chapter 4: The End?)
- Jason awoke with a start at zach's house to relize that zach was home, but required by the hospital not to move much at all, so Jason had to balance the impending thoughts in his head with helping zach out with the simple tasks made harder with his injures. Being a day before christmas eve, Jason thought maybe he could make this holiday a thing to help him cope with his losses and misfortunes. But he still was thinking negatively, all these thoughts about suicide swirling in his head telling him to just end it overwhelmed him. "This life sucks, why the fuck should I be here?" thougth Jason as he looked at the christmas tree, blinking its lights like a dazzling, mezmorizing pattern of colors and shapes. Well i should make the best of it i suppose. But as Jason went outside to take a walk, he hadnt forgottent the fight that happened the day before, and as he thought to himself, smiling about how Ben couldnt get up as he pummeled him. But thinking about that particular fight, some of Ben's friends came up to him, wanting to fight. But as they walked up, they all parted to reveal Ben was there behind them, he looked pitiful, his arm in a sling and his face looked distorted so much from swelling. " hey bitch, were's zach?" Snorted Ben "At home, recovering from a sucker punch with a broken jaw asshole, so fuck off" countered Jason. "fuck you,now your gonna fight his fights now?, huh? well? shouted Ben. "nope, I already fucked you up, i dont need to do that again" mumbled Jason "Hmm, i dont think i like your additude Jason, I think your temper needs fixed. " Is that right?, well what did you have in mind?" asked Jason being a smart ass, sarcastically. Just then one of Ben's friends lunged a punch at Jason. So Jason side stepped him and let his elbow come down on his head, noone in this group knew that many fights with his dad when he was young had hardened his fighting skills, but that didnt matter when someone from behind grabbed him and held Jason until everyone had beat him to a bloody pulp. Bens friend released Jason and let him fall to the ground. They realized that cashe wasnt getting up, and fearing someone in the neighborhood saw, they all darted out of the neighborhood and disapeared. Jason lay there for almost all day, everyone in the neighborhood was on vacation, and zachs parents were in the house wrapping presents, and zach was laying in bed gaining his strenght. By the time Jason was discovered he was almost dead, frozen on the ground in a puddle. He awoke from the hospital, and immediately threw up in the basin next to him. " he couldnt talk, having a tube put down his mouth. Zach's dad came in to pick him up, and as the nurse took out his tube in his mouth, Jason stood up quickly, only to fall back down. "stay sitting, your still drowsy from the medication, were gonna get you a wheelchair." said the nurse. After the nurse wheeled him out of the hospital, Jason slowly walked to the awaiting car. The ride home was uneventful, mostly no talking, as Zach's dad wasn't the social talkative type. When Jason and Zach's dad came in the door, Zach greeted them both, staring at Jason in disbelief, now having his head in headgear, he could now talk. "What happened? I heard, that Ben and his guys attacked you" questioned Zach "You heard right" mumbled Jason, rubbing his face realizing how much his body hurt, not having any nova cane in his system, he felt woozy. " Yea they attacked me, probably because Ben can't take the thought that someone beat him, so him and some friends of his were on there way to your house, to try to get to you, thinking you could fight, but I intercepted them and Ben remarked that he was gonna fix my attitude. So one of them tried to attack me so i elbowed him on the head, as he fell one came from behind and held me until every one of them had beat the living shit out of me, so they left me on the street, thinking they won i guess." Jason said out loud. " whoa, So what are you going to do?" said Zach. " well honestly, I don't know, I am getting tired of every aspect of life now" said Jason morbidly. " this is all to much......"
(Chapter 5 It's all to much)
Jason was tired after telling zach his little story, and now his thoughts of suicide were building up in him rapidly. As he went into his room, he paced until everyone in the house was asleep, thinking about suicide." This all has to end, now" thought Jason, as he started crying quietly, tears running down his face, and he remembered the last time he cryed was when his dad died, a week before, and that really got him upset more. So Jason snuck into Zach's dad's room, and took one of his guns off the shelf, knowing he always had it loaded. So Jason proceeded to go out of the house, grabbing the keys to the family car, knowing that he was betraying Zach's parents trust taking the car to go somewere quiet. He put the keys into the ignition of the old high milage honda, the engine sputtering to life, he put it in gear and went down the road, knowing he was only 15, he made sure he was cautious for cops. As he was driving he relized he was a mile away from his old house, the caution tape still on the doorway. He could see it now, but before he could thin of turning a dog darted out on the road, and Jason, being a dog lover, swerved, missing the dog but hitting the tree that was right in front of his old house, He hit the steering wheel hard, and bounced back into his chair, his neck snapping sharply back. "Fuck!!" shouted Jason, feeling his already injured head, only to feel the stitches that were there are open again, bleeding freely, and ripped open even more. Jason stumbled out of the car, blood flowing from his injured head fast, clutching the gun in one hand and the shifter that snapped off the car in the other. He dropped the shifter knob, and got out the house key he kept to the house were he grew up in, he entered stumbling in the furniture that was still there, he was leaving blood everywere from his open stitches on his head and body, the furniture overturned and broken, from the last fight that Jason's dad ever had. Jason went into the room were so much used to happen, his old room. He sat on his old bed, lighting a match to see better lighting the candle in his room that he brought. He set the candle down and sat on the bed. As he flicked the safety switch on the gun, he thought how this house was going to be known as the murder/suicide house, but he didnt care, nothing mattered now. " Goodbye to this fucking world, I hope it never remembers me" sputtered Jason, trying to get the words out as blood flowed from his mouth. He pulled the trigger, blood spraying on the wall, the very wall were Jason's mom had marked how much cashe had grown when he was little and when she was still alive. His vision immediately clouded, and he fell back onto the bed.
(Chapter 6 Discovery)Jason's death didnt suprise much people, His parent's were dead so they werent at his funeral, the only people that went to his funeral was Zach and his parents, and the neighbors that had heard the gunshot go off in the dead of night. As Jason's body was lowered into the grave, that ended another life that could of lived, another soul to wander the earth, searching for a purpose, but finding nothing but hoplessness.
(Summary)
I created this story from my mind, thinking of how my life was depressing in my freshman year in high school. But I pulled through, and now my life couldnt be better, I have loving parents, a girlfriend that I love and want to be with forever, and I have freinds that will stick with me forever. If anyone feels like dying read this story again, and do the opposite, suicide doesnt solve anything, so never let your mind stray into that state. Also I put myself into this story as, of course zach, and no this never really happened, its fiction, and I used my real schools name, but Jason is just a made up character that I made up.
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Living that life would suck but you should never give up like you said |
