Touched by an Angel (Short Story please read and tell me what yo

The open meadow was alive with songs from the nocturnal animals and the moon and stars dotted the evening sky lighting up the landscape before me.
I sat there cold and alone, lost in my world of despair and loneliness, I was afraid.
I hugged my knees close to my chest and sighed.

All this hurt welled up inside me and tears of pain embraced my eyes and fell from them, splashing onto my knees.

Why did my heart ache so much? Maybe because it’s breaking from all the hurt I have received by all in this world.

I could feel it deep down within me, the darkness closing in on me. It grew every day feeding upon my depression, like an evil being feasting on the shadows of darkness around it. I felt like a prisoner of my darkness, my soul locked up and clouded by its gruelling power, overwhelming me.

I fear that if I try screaming, if I tried crying out, no one would hear me or even worse, choose not to.

I found it difficult to breathe as my darkness lapped up my remaining breaths of life.
I sighed sadly knowing there was nothing I could do and nothing I could say to ease the pain of my breaking heart.

I longed for a friend, someone with a kind soul and someone with a heart, that would take me into their arms and keep me safe from the rest of the world, the one I was so afraid of. Everyone I was ever with had forgotten me, just like the world. It felt like I didn’t exist, like I was just another thing to totally ignore.

I glanced up at the moon; it looked as though it were smiling mockingly right back at me. I closed my eyes as tears continued to fall from them, and just like that, I lost all hope.
Nothing seemed right anymore; nothing seemed fair, why did things have to be so hard? Why do I even care?
”I can’t take this anymore,” I said to myself through tears.
I stood up and took one last look at the world and stepped up to a rocky cliff face at the end of the meadow. I knew that the only way to end this painful and pointless suffering was to end my life.
"I'm sorry I couldn't be a better person."
I went to take my plunge of death, until a soft voice from behind stopped me; the voice felt like music to my ears, it was so beautiful.

"Don't do it." I turned around I saw an angel; she bore herself upon silvery wings, with a white gown draped over her. She was so beautiful; her deep blue eyes stared down into my very existence.
"Don't do it," she repeated herself.
She came and took a hold of my hand and led me away from the cliff face.
"Do you hate yourself enough for you to kill yourself?" She asked me.
"Yes," I replied sadly. "I've suffered too much in my life and the heartbreak was too much for me to handle. So I knew this was the only choice I had left."
"Have you little faith in yourself? The only reason you feel the way you do is because you think that way. You have to be strong and fight against it and stand up for yourself. Do not give in so easily, you have not been defeated yet, you will only be so if you allow it to. You still have strength in you, you just have to use it.”

“That’s so easy for you to say,” I tell her sadly. “How can you say this when you’re not experiencing the pain I am, if I do have the strength your telling me I have, believe me I would have used it by now, but I can assure you its not there.”

She placed a hand on my heart and I felt all the sadness disappear and felt warmth spread within me. “Do not be so ignorant towards the possessions life will always hold, you’ve been shrouded by despair therefore you were too blind to see that it was there all you had to do was seek and you would have found it.”

I looked up at her in awe. "No ones ever done or said that to me before."
She smiled. "Your life's a very precious thing, do not waste it. Nobody hates you, have faith in yourself child, Let the people who really do love you, love you.
Believe in yourself, nobody's forgotten you."
She hugged me firmly and the comfort her arms made me feel wanted and secure. "I shall continue to watch over you. Share your thoughts to people close to you.
Everyone's had their share of hardships and you've had your time and your share, but now it's your time child. Be strong now and go. I know you can because I have faith in you."
She shimmered and then disappeared.

The next day, I went to see my old friends that I thought had forgotten me.
I was all of a sudden feeling good about myself and I was filled with love and hope all over again. I can’t remember the last time I was this happy. It feels like forever.
"I've never seen you so happy." One of my friends came up to me and said. "But how? I thought you had forgotten me."
I threw my arms around her. "How could I forget you?"
"Well I thought you did but how?" She began.
All I did was smile and whispered to her,
"I was touched by an angel."

that was a long, emotional, and excellent story. but i'd like to say that you kinda use the word "yourself" a little too often in one paragraph/stanza. i hope that didn't sound harsh.

and this one:
“That’s so easy for you to say,” I tell her sadly. “How can you say this when you’re not experiencing the pain I am [feeling?] , if I do have the strength your telling me I have, believe me I would have used it by now, but I can assure you its not there.”

other than that- it was amazing.