Save Me From Myself

• Chloe Galgey, Grade 6
• Poetry
• 2014

Save me from myself
He’s coming, it’s over, he’ll get the article & the world will not ever see the truth but it doesn’t matter David’s dead & I’m stained in his blood I’m just so petrified. I’m safe for now but it won’t last I think I’m going crazy you might as well hear my story. I am Olivia stone my boyfriend David and I were going on a trip but it rained on us so we started driving home. The perfect time to get a flat in the pouring hail in the middle of nowhere. We soon discover a hotel nearby and we thoughtlessly decided to stay tonight even though David said it was a bad notion but I am persistent so I decided we would stay. We went in and acquired a room the manager did not want us to stay & as sly as I am I eaves dropped on the manager’s door. He was talking to someone and I couldn’t help listening in on the conversation. ‘’We need a better place to hide the document’’ I assume it was the manger judging by his croaky voice. I thought about what he meant but then a deep voiced man said ‘’if anyone found out our secret we would go behind bars for a long time’’ hearing this intrigued Olivia. The door handle was moving I ran down the hall like my life depended it on it when I got to my room I slammed the door behind me. I couldn’t think straight so I decided to try and block out my memory’s with water I tried hard to stop thinking about it. I was about to get out of the shower when blood came up from the drain I tried to open the door it was locked I was going to drown. Was this some sick joke if it was it’s not funny I bashed the door down and landed on my bed I passed out from the lack of oxygen. I woke up in my bed it must have been a dream ‘’AHHHH!’’ I scream at the top of my lungs I wasn’t a dream and I saw something in the blood. A wallet covered in some poor person’s gore I looked in the wallet I dropped it on the blood covered floor it said DAVID LANSOME I burst into tears I wouldn’t let myself believe he was dead he can’t be. I passed out again from my weak heart when I woke up I was in a dark room with hooks everywhere and three figures hovered in the corner. I screamed in horror it was a man, the manager and David, who did this I screamed I looked at my hand a knife I dropped it in confusion what happened to them? Why was I holding a knife? Suddenly my hand picked up the knife BAM!! I hit the ground pain and relief my heart fought but I was dead by my own hands.