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I could hear my parents fighting for the millionth time.

"I wish they would stop fighting" I thought to myself. I screamed at the top of my lungs, "Every day I always hear you fighting! I wish I wasn't your child!" I couldn't stop myself from sobbing.

"It's your fault Soph!" I heard my dad scream at my mom. "

"Don't call me Soph, Jason! You don't like to be called that! And stop your screaming, you're upsetting Allison!" Allison's mom retorted.

"Don't call me Allison, it's Ali!" I yelled at my parents. I ran out the door crying, My parents words were like ice, I felt pain in my heart as I ran to the bathroom, I open the medicine cabinet, and see a pill bottle staring back at me. The small orange canister is all too tempting. I quickly grab it and take off to my old treehouse. Exhausted from running, I drop to the floor and stare at the bottle in my hands. "There's no point in living anymore.. this will put me out of my misery" I spill a handful into my palm, and swallow them all. I run back home to see my parents, with worried expressions.

"Where were you Alli?" They said. I open my mouth to answer, but before any words can escape, I drop to the floor, passing out.

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