Falling Too Late

Wren Jacobson

I have been on the verge of drowning my entire life, barely keeping my head above water. Don’t get me wrong, I thought about it; letting the current pull me under. My life was a nightmare and who would keep living in this kind of misery? But I can’t give up. I refuse. If they would just die, my life would be a thousand times better. I’ve tried to run away but I’m dragged back kicking and screaming every time.
Then I met him.

He makes me feel human and for the first time I’m looking forward to tomorrow.
Then my only lifeline is ripped away from me, leaving me gasping for air.

Alexander Harper

The neighbors who live next door were always screaming, yelling and crying. I didn’t know the horrors that were happening between those walls. If I had only paid attention, if I had only said something, maybe I could have helped her sooner. Rather, I just left, spending most evenings out with friends. I didn’t want to make waves; I didn’t want to put more on my mothers’ already full plate.

But when I am put into a position to finally help the girl next door, I don’t hesitate.
I start to make plans, I want to give her the life she has always deserved, and I almost get us there, until her living nightmare plunges us back into the deep end.