I had been on that website for a while, I mentioned it in the last chapter, it is named "Quotev" look it up and check it out. It really is quite interesting. ANYWHORE, I met a friend on there, his name was Regean. At first I was just writing a creepypasta backstory for him, after that we started talking more. He and I become friend and soon after best friends, we would RP together, share stories and laugh and tell jokes, we shared what thoughts we had and we had promised to always be there for each other, we had become so close he shared his story with me... His past. It was horrifying to me. To find out that my best friend, whom I considered my brother, had gone through such terrible things, I cried and he told me not to worry that it was all over. But.. I wasn't comforted, he was still having thoughts and he was still cutting, I wanted to be the person he felt safe with, the person whose shoulder he could cry on, I wanted to be there for him. He was there for me when no one else was, he would tell me everything was alright and that I needn't not worry about these thoughts, he cried with me and when I couldn't stand to live anymore he would be there, he'd cry and tell me that he loved me and didn't want to lose me, he loved me like his own sister and didn't want anything bad to happen to me... He helped me so much and I wanted to do the same for him, so as much as these thought raged and clawed at my head, I ignored them and promised him that I would never leave him, that I would always be here for him when he needed me. While he was crying he said something... Something that I would nver want him to do, or that I would do because it was the same for me.... He said "Please sis I love you.... I'll die with out you. Please.... I need you here with me..." I didn't know what to say, I had never known I had such an imprint on his life. I had saved him, I was his reason to live, his reason to enjoy life as long as I was there. He relied on me, to be there for him as I was the only one to stop and asked, "Are you okie?"
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My suicide story...
Teen FictionI don't know why I would, but I figured that I'd write down what I've been feeling. So read if you will, it might be sad and it might just make sense, who knows... Enjoy my thoughts I suppose.