my first creative endeavor I've shared...
I hope you like it.... this is the story I submitted for my creative writing class. It's not what happened to me personally but it's ...an alternate reality of what might have happened to me after my mum committed suicide. I see this as a "what if"... what if I hadn't had such amazing family that helped and supported me through it... what if I had let myself fall victim to the sadness... what if things had been just slightly different..... so here it is folks.................. *drum roll* She tries to turn her face away as they roll her down the corridor; the bright lights seem more glaring with her tired eyes. If she could only cover her eyes, but the restraints have her hands bound. The pain and sadness within her battles with the embarrassment and humiliation she feels. A single tear breaks free and finally rolls down the side of her face. It tickles her cheek and then pools in her ear; she wishes nothing more at that moment than to be able to wipe i...