The Long Walk

Author: Sofia Vazquez

I should have known it was a bad idea, but that didn’t stop me. One step at a time. Each step I was taking felt like more and more weights being lifted off my shoulders. It was dark and the wind was strong, it was cold but I wanted to feel the cold. I wanted to feel everything I used to complain about. My vision was blurry, I didn’t have my glasses and the tears in my eyes weren’t making anything better. But oh did I know exactly where I was heading. My stomach was bloated, I had my pants unbuttoned. I just had my last meal with my family. My mother cooked my favorite meal, my brother had a huge smile because I finally sat down and ate with him, and my dad was still telling me what I’m doing right and what I’m doing wrong, as usual. As I was walking down the blocks of my small town, I started remembering all the memories I had with my old friends, my family, and my boyfriend. God I was being so selfish. There were no cars on the streets, no people were outside, the town was quiet yet it didn’t feel like it. My mind was louder. It felt like a constant battle in my mind, something telling me that I should stay, live my life, and hopefully get better. The other part of my mind was telling me the complete opposite. It seemed to be stronger. I hated myself even more, my goodbyes didn’t feel like goodbyes. They all thought I was sleeping. What a horrible person I am. The more and more I kept walking I started seeing the bridge. I climb up on the ledge of the tall bridge just looking down. My thoughts were winning. I should have known it was a bad idea, but that didn’t stop me.