I just did this story, about suicide, and I was wondering what you gays and gal's think of it.
Don't worry I'm not planning on killing myself, but I thought it would still make a good story anyway.
It is to be part of a four part tale, if this part goes down well I'll put the others up as and when.
N.B. Killing yourself is a very bad idea, so don't do it! But you can still enjoy this story anyway.
THE BRAVE WAY OUT!
BY CHRISTOPHER N, LOCKERY!
TO ALL WHO HAVE KILLED THEMSELVES FOR JOY AND HAPPINESS AND FOR ALL THOSE WHO ARE YET TO DO SO, THIS TALE IS FOR YOU.
Chapter One: The End?
17 year old James Roberts, lay naked on the bathroom floor, with his wrists and body covered in his own blood, his lungs felt fit to burst from the two hours of screaming in the awful pain and agony that had come from his act of self murder.
It was a fine and sunny day when he got the news that Natalie Peterson dumped him for rich boy who lived down the road, and with that added to the stress brought on by his exams and school work he snapped, went berserk, smashed up the living room (happily for him his mother was out at work) took two of his fathers razor blades, (for although his parents were divorced his father would still visit his ex wife and only son from time to time and sometimes stay the night) wrote a long note and began to slash at his wrists like a madman from an old horror film.
For at long last it was the last straw, and he was now dieing.
Terrible visions flashed across his mind, visions of his mother crying at his funeral, of his ex girlfriend blaming herself for his death and of all the suffering he had made.
Ha, he thought to himself, as he looked over his life, by rights they should be happy for me and pleased that I'll soon be in Heaven... for although he did not go to church he was of a religious mind abet of the self taught kind thanks to the modern blessing of the Internet and the much older blessing of his grandmothers Bible that he owned ever since she died the day after his seventh birthday.
Then however something struck him, like lighting out of a clear sky as he'd later come to reflect (he was something of a Tolkien fan) that made his heart fill with terror.
From what he was told he knew that if you kill yourself, you'll go straight to Hell!! !
As his mind was filled with images of all kinds of pain and suffering he cried out aloud "Oh God, I don't want to die!" But as he had been lying on the floor for over ten minuets now, and felt his body grow weaker and weaker, he was sure that he would indeed die.
He cried bitter tears, as his mind drifted back to more innocent days that he had enjoyed as a child, where life was always good, glorious and that he hoped would never end.
Then suddenly without warning a girl appeared in the mist of a overpowering ball of light.
The girl was more beautiful than any he had ever seen in his life, and would have made any supermodel go mad with envy for her perfect form and tenderness, she went up to James and said in a tender, sweet and shoving voice.
"Darling, do you want to come to our home now?"
And so he replied with the positive answer and so at last he left this world of pain and suffering and the next thing he knew he was in Heaven lying in bed next to his wife Annabel....
24 Jan 2011, 8:47 am
