My mom came back smiling so wide that I hated it. I didn't want my mom happy if I wasn't. I noticed that her lipstick was smeared and her hair was messed up. "Mom? Were you kissing dad?" I exclaimed. "Maybe." My mom replied. She thinks she's cute when she's not. I screamed so loud for a minute and stopped because my throat was killing me.
I wish I was dead. If I were to kill myself, I wouldn't have to face any of this any more. I wish I died when Tessa stabbed me. I'm going to overdose myself. Right know.
I crawled myself up the stairs and into my bathroom. I locked the door. I got out all the medicine I could find. Then I dumped them all in my mouth. Then I fainted.
When I woke up, I was angry to see me in the hospital. Not dead. My mom was in a seat in the corner of the room crying. I hate her. I hate my dad. I hate Tessa. I hate my stalker. But the thing I hate most is life. I closed my eyes as the doctors worked in me, wishing it will all be over.
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Teen FictionThis is a story about a girl named Tina Yip and what happens to her when she is walking home from school. Secrets will be told, and the truth will find its way out.
