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Previous Challenge Entry (Level 1 – Beginner)
Topic: Before and After (05/14/09)

TITLE: Alone in Darkness
By Stacy Wells
05/15/09


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He sat in darkness on the edge of his bed. He watched the moonlight dance on the blade that lay on his desk. Tears ran down his face and had begun to soak the sleeves of his jacket. His stomach was in knots and he could not get rid of the lump in his throat. The decision was his and his alone. Would his friends’ lives be different? What if he made the wrong choice? Was there a wrong choice?

He stood and paced his room, crying. His parents would curse him for his decision. Then again, they may be grateful. They hadn’t checked on him as he sat in his room for the past 4 hours. They didn’t even invite him down for dinner. He looked at the blade again. He knew it was sharp. The guy at counter said it would cut straight through the flesh and pierce the heart. How did that guy know what he wanted to do?

He had been battling the decision for weeks. He just couldn’t go on living like this. He hated who he had become. His life had no purpose and no one was there for him unless he had something to offer in return. Was this it? Was this his legacy?

He ran his fingers through his jet black hair. He began to sob again. He sat back down, then stood and took off his jacket. His wrists were covered in a bevy of bracelets used only to cover the scars of depression. He looked at the blade again. This time the decision will be final. “I won’t live this life anymore,” he said under his breath.

He walked over and grabbed the blade and sat down in his desk. He rotated it back and forth in his hand admiring the craftsmanship. He sat the blade on his desk and took a piece of paper from his pocket with some notes scribbled on it. He grabbed the blade in his left hand and then he opened it, and read…”For the Word of God is living and active, sharper than any two-edged sword, piercing to the division of soul and of spirit, of joints and of marrow, and discerning the thoughts and intentions of the heart,” Hebrews 4:12 ESV. He new this was true. This is why he had been so unsettled for weeks. There was more to life. There could be peace. There could be joy, but he had been looking in the wrong places. He had been reading the Bible and knew he had to make a choice. He knew that he must “hate” his brothers, his friends, and his family and follow Christ. He looked at the notes and looked up the scriptures under the heading The Roman Road. He bowed his head and confessed his sins, he asked Jesus to be his Lord and Savior. He was flooded with peace and joy and for the first time that he could remember he knew that after tonight his life was worth living and he would never be alone again.


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Melinda Wells05/21/09
I love stories that point to the hope we have in Jesus. Even at the end of our rope, Jesus is there waiting with arms open. I thought this was a very good piece. Thank you for sharing it!
Sara Harricharan 05/21/09
Strong opening. Good story. Thanks for sharing.
Myrna Noyes05/21/09
There was a lot of emotional sorrow and tension in this story, and I was hoping your MC would make the right choice in the end! This sentence was particularly poignant: "His wrists were covered in a bevy of bracelets used only to cover the scars of depression."

I'm glad he found hope for the future!
Mary Knoll Santos05/22/09
God bless you for sharing this piece.

I often rejoice with tears whenever I hear of another dying soul saved from the brink of eternal death unto eternal life by responding to the great love and mercies of GOD through the cleansing power of the shed Blood of His Son and our Saviour Jesus Christ.

Thank you for your "missionary" story.

God bless you as you proclaim our Christ Jesus crucified to all.

1 Pet.2:24

Aylin Smith 05/24/09
Very good description and such strong emotions with the knowing choice he needed to make. Thank you for sharing.
Patricia Herchenroether05/27/09
Very good description of the MC's thoughts - depression is complete hopelessness. Very well written. I look forward to seeing more of your writing.