*warning self-harm*
"I'm lonely. I'm broken. I want to be fixed. I want to be truly happy. But I won't. So I'll just kill myself and sleep forever." I mumble to myself.
I sit in the middle of the bathroom, in the dark, staring at the blade in my hand.
I just want to die. Living is so painful.
But what about the people who care about you
Just kill yourself
Nobody loves you
Don't do it
Do it
I drop the blade and scream. "SHUT THE FUCK UP! Why can't all of you just shut up!"
Tears rapidly start falling down my face.
I grab the dagger and slash my wrist. I slowly lay down and watch the blood pour out my wrist. I look to the door as I hear footsteps approaching me. I hear banging and the doorknob jiggle.
"Janelle open the fucking door. It's me, Aiden." He yelled banging on the door.
I start to lose consciousness as the blood flows. The last thing I remeber is the door bursting open and Aiden looking over me.
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Broken
Teen FictionA story about mental illness, trauma, and dealing with it. A lot of the things in this book is based on real experiences. This story revolves around teenagers dealing with mental health, trauma, and being part of the LGBT community. I've included ac...
