Requested by nwright80
Warning: this fanfic has mature themes that some people may find too sensitive to read. Please don't read if you can't handle themes of suicide
And i feel like it's safe to say if you or a loved one are experiencing depression and/or anxiety please don't hesitate and get help. Also feel free in talking to me. Dm me at any time of the day I'll be there to answer.
Thank you an enjoy!

You stood from the end of the stool that you tried your hardest to balance on it, so you don't try and fall onto the tile below.
'What use are you in this world?' You internally threw these thoughts into your conscious. Your weak barrier breaking with each 'you're worthless.'
And 'they're better off without you.'

Mom and dad were out for the night and where ever your sister was.
It didn't matter to you at all.
The pain was unbearable.

In that room where the door hid behind the wallpaper was where you thought was a better place to end it all.
The sound of paper ripping and chipping was inaudible to you, but the sound of a small door slammed open took you out of your trance.
From where you stood on that stool, you watched in sudden awe the comfort it's presence gave you.

'this isn't how it should be.' It whispered.
'come with me and I'll make it all better.'
You nodded and crawled into the tunnel to where a better life could begin.