Miss Baron

trigger warning: suicide)

Life throws us off balance sometimes. Things happen, and we hit rock bottom. That’s what I went through. My parents split up due to my father’s alcohol problem, and my brother, Dylan, and I agreed that we both wanted to stay with my mother. My father made not objections, I don’t think he wanted to waste the money on a court case. He just wanted to sit in his little apartment and drink. So, after the divorce my mother, my brother and I had to find a place to live. We were able to find cheaper housing in a small town rather than living in the big city. It was your usual run down place. The whole town was very traditional and dull. I don’t think I had ever seen the sun whilst we lived in that town. Within the town were your usual things: police station, restaurants, library, a few cafes, a bus station where I had never seen any buses, a gym and, of course, a school. The school is the main setting of this story.

It was a grey building, made by metal and not brick. The doors were automatic, and their playground was just a strip or tarmac in the back of the school with a few benches. I would have complained to my mother about the school, but I didn’t want to make her more stressed than she was. She was already working 2 dead end jobs, and barely got time to herself between me and Dylan needing fed. Therefore, my brother and I sucked it up and went to school.

I stayed on the edge of society in my school; sitting alone at lunch, sitting at the back of the class, not really talking to people. However, one day, I met a girl in the cafeteria. I hadn’t noticed her before, but when I did, she entranced me. Now, being a lesbian in a small town is a big no-no. So, I pulled my eyes away from her and looked down at my unappetising lunch. I pushed food around my plate and she sat down across from me at my table. I look at her. She was dressed in dark clothing; a Panic! At The Disco shirt and black ripped jeans. She had her hair dyed blue, which matched her eyes and stood out from her pale complexion. She was gorgeous, and my breath hitched in my throat.

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I saw him on the bus

I saw my ex boyfriend on the bus today. That isn’t necessarily scary, so much as stress-inducing. But let me give you some backstory so you’ll understand why it upset me so much.

I’m an eighteen-year-old female on the west coast of Canada, and when I was dating this guy – we’ll call him Cam – I was sixteen. We had a really strong relationship, as we were best friends before we were romantically involved. We dated for almost a year, until I went out of province to Quebec on a summer exchange to learn French. At the same time, Cam went to a cadet camp in Alberta with his squadron. When we came home, I received a message on facebook from a girl in Alberta who claimed that Cam had cheated on me with her. When I confronted Cam about this, he confessed that she was one of five girls that he had cheated on me with. Needless to say, I dumped him.

I have Borderline Personality Disorder, and after the break up I became incredibly depressed. I hadn’t wanted to break up, and I was still really attached to him. I attempted suicide, and ended up in a coma in the hospital after overdosing. I woke up after a day, and when I was fully recovered I was moved to the Psychiatric ward. I actually have a few other stories about people in the psych ward that I can write later, if requested.

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The Daughter of Death

It was another boring and painful day at the hospital. As always, they brought me some food, which wasn’t very tasty, they checked if I was still alive and said some nice words, so I could feel a little bit better about this horrible situation.

I was suffering from lung cancer.

Suddenly, about 4p.m., I started feeling weaker and weaker as time moved on… Finally I couldn’t even cough, I begun to choke on my own breath and slimy spit… I tried to push the button next to me to call a nurse, but I couldn’t reach… Then the darkness came.

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