Hope. It is the only thing keeping me alive at this point. At least that's what I tell myself as I look at the texts on my phone. One from Bella says "I hate you. You and I used to be friends but that was the past. Sorry." Another from Jake says " I think it's best we take a break."
If it weren't for my best friend, Amanda,I would already be long dead. When I saw a bottle of pills on the counter I thought well I life's so horrible, I might as well end it. When I was caught, I then tried to slit my throat with my brothers pocket knife.
