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Bridge

November 13, 2012
By HannahBieber2230 BRONZE, Lakeland, Minnesota
HannahBieber2230 BRONZE, Lakeland, Minnesota
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People wake up in the morning not knowing what life is going to throw at them. Someone's going to die or have a baby and even get married. Well i woke up this morning to my mothers dead body on the floor next to my bed.My name is Thomas Baker. I’ve lived with my mother y whole life in Tucson Arizona. My dad and i have never met; no siblings, no friends. I got out of bed trying not to look at my dead mom. I walked to the kitchen and grabbed the phone. I got a cold chill as I dialed 911. “What's your emergency?” A woman’s voice said from the phone. “I would like to turn myself in for the death of Rosie Baker.... My mother” I said. Then she was saying something, but i knew I had to get out of this house.

i packed up my red backpack I got 4 years ago in 8th grade. I grabbed all the stuff i thought i would need, but I wasn't really sure what I was up against.I have a license so i decided to go on a road trip. I don't know where i'm going exactly, but i've got a bag of money that I have been saving since i was 7 and I have some marijuana that I stole from my mom. I thought maybe i could sell it to make a little bit more money. I took my moms for mustang that was a gift to her from my grand parents. My grandparents had a lot of money. They owned a local business in town.

I started heading towards mexico. why not? I’ve hit the border of Mexico and it only took around an hour and a half, but I still have about 3 hours or more left until I get to Puerto Penasco. I’ve been there once. Two years ago with my mom. We went on vacation, but it turned out to be more of a vacation to her. I met my girlfriend Ashley there. She lives around five minutes from the ocean. I knew I didn't have much time before the cops came and found me, but I knew I have a couple days that I can spend time with my girlfriend. She didn’t know I was in town. I knocked on her door. She opened the door very slowly and peeked her her head around the corner of the door. She saw me. Her eyes opened wide as can be and came running towards me.

I hugged her like i’ve never hugged her before. “what are you doing here?” she said. “I got my mom to let me use her care to come see you.” I hesitated as I replied. I knew i couldn't tell her the truth of why i was actually here. Ashley knew me and my mom but heads, but I didn't know how to tell her that my mom got unbelievably drunk as usual, but this time she came in my room and had her hands around my neck. I had a knife under my pillow. I didn't want to do it, but it was a life or death situation. Ashleys roommate was out of town so we had the house to ourselves. we sat on the couch.

“Ashely I have something to tell you.” I said “The truth”.
“Why do you have that look on your face”? she said “You're scaring me”
“Everythings is going to be alright, but i'm in a little bit of trouble”.
“What happened”? she asked, but I don't think she wanted to ask.
“My mom came home wasted last night and she came into my room and tried to strangle me to death in my sleep. Luckily I woke up and i had a knife under my pillow and I used it. Thats all I remember. I woke up and she was dead on my floor. Stupid me I ran away. I ran to you cause I knew you were the only face I could see at this moment”. Ashley's face looked so scared. I didn't want to tell her, but i knew she would have found out at one point and I would rather her hear it from me then on the news or in the paper. I didn't know what to do. I hugged her and she struggled hugging me back.

She said she had to use the bathroom. I sat there on the couch and I was just thinking. Now I told her what happened. What if she doesn't believe me and calls the cops? I don’t want to go to jail yet. I’m too young. Why did I have to kill my mom? Why are all these questions going on though my head? Ashley came out of the bathroom and sat right next to me and put her hand on my leg. She told me everything was going to be alright and she will sit with me for all this. She also told me I’m not in trouble because she did try to kill me. It was self defence. I guess I never really thought of that. I was more worried about that I ME killed my mother. Ashley told me I should go back and go to the sheriff office. “I will go with you”. she said

We decided to wait till tomorrow morning to head off back up to Arizona. We spent the day together. It was a nice day outside and like I said she lives so close to the beach so we went swimming. It was so nice to see her. I just layed back in the sun and watched her run around in the sand with her dog. I pictured every moment with her. The sad moments and the bad moments. Later that day we went out to eat at a nice restaurant and then went back to her place. We snuggled and watched a movie together. The next day I woke up before she did. I made her eggs, pancakes, and toast. She came downstairs and was very happy I made her breakfast, but we both looked at each other knowing this was our last morning together for awhile at least.


So there it was. Now we were on our way back home. The drive was a little bit awkward. I didn’t really know what to say to her. I was just thinking to myself about what i'm going to say when I get there. We finally crossed the border and my body is just shaking. I didn't want to go any further. I didn’t want to do this. All these thoughts are going through my head. I don’t want to go to jail or lose my girlfriend. I just want to die. I want to kill myself. Why didn’t I kill myself after that night. I killed my own mother. My moms blood is on my hands. “Tom watch the road ahhhh” she screamed. Next thing I saw was us going 50 miles and hour over the bridge ledge.


The author's comments:
I didn't have anything specific that inspired me. My teacher told me to write a non fiction story. The ideas went through my head from there. It was kinda of hard to figure out what to write about but soon I figured it out and knew exactly what I was going to do.

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