Your not alone, handsome.

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This story is dedicated to all those boys who hate themselves ,self harm, have eating disorder,have suicidal thoughts , feel alone , have anxiety and are depressed or what's so ever. We love you stay strong, handsome! :)

Nerrrdd

Oh my god, I heard he's gay.

Ugly

Fat

Go kill yourself.

You slice your skin!? Ew.

Your worthless no one cares!

Thats not it.. The list goes on... And on.. I hate myself. My life. Everything. What part of my life is good?! Nothing none! I wish my life was better. Better than all this.

"Hey suicidal boy. I heard you tried to kill your self. Haha I hope you die soon , next time swallow more pills." Jack laughs at me. My head was pressed to my locker as a tear spilled out. 'Please, stop all this. Mom dad please come back.' My thoughts screamed. But, my mouth was shut with lips trembling.

====After school====

"Hey Daniel, how was your day? What's for dinner?" I asked my brother closing the door behind me. "It was good. What about yours? Umm.. Some leftover pizza from last night is in the fridge." His eyes fixed to the computer as he worked. "It was fine." Lie. I went to the fridge and looked for pizza. "Aha found it!" I said in a high voice. "Shh I'm working."
My brother mumbled. "Oops sorry." I warmed up my pizza and took it to my room. I took a bite as I felty the sensation to vomit. Running to my bathroom I puked out everything I ate at lunch. 'I don't want to eat anything else'. My mind thought.

----next day at school----

I heard he was with my girlfriend

He's a dork

Hahaha look at what he's wearing.

"What the hell is your problem?!" I got slammed to the lockers. "I.. What.. Happened?" My voice almost cracking. "You were with my girlfriend! You asshole" as he punched me kicked me blood coming out from the side from my mouth. Bell rang as they went to their class.

I got up. And went to the bathrooms. Locked myself up in the stall and cried. "I hate life. Bullying, abuse, verbal abuse, no parents,eating disorder, depression, suicide attempt and even selfharm!" I mumbled.

I skipped school. Because my brother wasn't home I went upstairs hanged a rope on the fan and made a loop out of it, stood up looked at it. Put my head through it. Pulled it a bit tight ,tears coming out. "Life's a bitch ,goodbye world. You made a teenage boys dream like hell. I hope you all are happy now." My tears coming out and I smiled my last smile and hung myself to the rope.

And he still continued to smile to the world that had been nothing but shitty to him.

I hope you like this short story. And don't forget you handsome boys are worth everything for all of us. We love you guys. Don't take your life away! Stay strong you can win this fight! :)
-Ashh<3

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