Chapter Nineteen 'Near Miss'

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I'm being dragged farther and farther away. I take off my blindfold ready to face the fact that I'm dead. I'm not. Will is kneeling beside me. People gathering around.
"What in the world were you doing?" he screams. "Sarah. You shouldn't have given me a heart attack."
I sit up. Everyone sees I'm okay and start to leave. "You saved me" I say out of breath. "Why would you do that?" I yell.
"You should be like, 'oh wow. Thank you for saving my life.'"
"Are you kidding me" I scream. "I want to die. I don't want to stay here with you!"
He ignores the last part. "I just did you a favour."
"I didn't ask you to do it!" I pick up my bag and run home. He chases me but anger pumps through me and I get to my house before him.
No one is home. I have one more chance.
I open my laptop and take a video.
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SAM'S POV

"I just want you guys to know that I'm done."
I'm watching Rowan's video. It's scary. Like the one Sarah put up before she killed herself. Except I know Rowan, she will not do the same. She's just fighting back.
"You've worn me down calling me ugly, stupid, and emo. Tellin me I'm worthless and should just kill myself."
She starts crying. "Here's the thing. You're all right."
Will texts me. 'She just tried to kill herself."
I'm out the door fast. I run to her. To my best friend. When I reach her house Will is there. "Open the door" I scream. "She's going to kill herself."
Will kicks the door open and we search the house not calling her name unless she does the process faster. I finally find her crying in the washroom. Ten colourful pills in front of her. I jump on her and Will picks up all the pills and their containers.
"No!" she screams. "Let me do it! Put me out of my misery. Please."
I hug her and she screams and kicks. Punches me a few time even but I don't let go.
She goes to the hospital where her dad, aunt, and brother are. Everyone is there except her mom.
I start to cry. "It's okay" Will tells me.
"No it's not" I say. "We almost lost her. It's just like last year all over again."
"No" he says more to himself than me. "It's not like last year because we got to her before it happened. Now she can get help."
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"I hate them" I say. Everyone have left me alone and I decided to go look for more pills. I can't face anyone anymore.
Sooner than I thought I was caught and put under surveillance 24/7.
They told me I have depression. They told me I have to go to a support group. And to keep me company is Sam and Will.

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