Behold, another short story written in high school. It probably sucks.
He sat at the end of his bed. The tears soaked his face and the blood on his fists had begun to crust over. He rested his chin on the loaded shot gun. All was set. Every hurt had taken its toll. Every stab torn apart his soul. Every person had failed him. Friends came and then left just as quick. He couldn’t find love anywhere. All he found was double standards, shallowness, pettiness and pain. He was ready to end it. Anything but this world. He pulled the trigger.
He expected things to go dark, but nothing changed. He looked up at the ceiling. No blood. The trigger wouldn’t fire.
He ran into the kitchen, grabbing an knife. He hastily slashed at his wrists. They would not bleed. He slashed and slashed again but his wrists were whole.
He cried out in fury and ran into the bathroom. He filled the tub and thrust his head into the water, expelling all his air. Then he waited. The water would not enter his lungs. It seemed as if there was a pocket of air around him. He pulled his head out of the water.
He went back into his room. He climbed out the window and up on to the highest part of his roof. He jumped off, head first toward the concrete below. It seemed, though, as if strong arms had grabbed him and carried him back into his room, setting him on his bed.
Then Jesus entered his room. He was crying as he spoke, “I have given you life, yet why do you try to take it away?”
The young man answered, “Lord, all my life I have known only hurt. Anguish has become my best friend. I have no one, there’s nothing in this world worth living for.”
Jesus said, “You are right in saying there is nothing in this world worth living for. The things here are temporal. But my love is eternal. I sang in joy as I created you. I hummed in delight as I decided the number of hairs you would have on your head. I watched as I formed you in your mother’s womb. And I made a plan for you. To my own pleasure I implanted you with gifts. For joy’s sake I gave you your beautiful smile. My plan was to bless you and prosper you. To make you shine as a light. So many you could reach and share hope with. Countless lives you could
touch. Love you could give and love you would in turn receive. And then when you were rich in years and had fulfilled all I had planned and lived a glorious life I would come for you. I would take you by the hand and lead you into my kingdom. There would I place a crown on your head and you would rule with me forever. And you would hear the words ‘Well done, my good and faithful servant’. All this you try to take away. I love you so much.”
Jesus reached and dried the young man’s tears as he simply replied, “I choose life.”