It was about 6 weeks in.
Some one finally go the courage to say something to me. "Hey, you! My cuz says that your a who, 'that right?"
I turned alarums and looked at them, "I'm not a whore... I made one mistake" my voice wavering, I tried not to burst out crying.
"You calling more a liar?" She came up to me and started scrolling through her phone, "well... This says different!" She gave me the phone.
It was my picture. The picture. His picture. "Wh... Where... Where did you get this" I was on the edge of insanity.
"Everyone has it!"
What? How can EVERYONE have one?
I ran. Ran. I just kept running.
I didn't go home, I didn't go into town. I went to the pharmacy. I bought a packet of paracetamol.
I was going to do this again. I went next door and bought some water form the co op.
Here I go.
There was no life for me here, or anywhere. I was doing everyone a favour. My parents would have less stress if I died. The kids at school wouldn't need to go to so much trouble to make my life a misery.
I opened the packet.
Was i really about to do this? Yes... i was.
I took ten. Twenty. Thirty. Fourty. Fifty. The whole packet was gone. this had to do it... i had to die after this!!
I am sure that after this everyone would know the pain they put me through, would they really be happy if i died? Too late to think about what i have done now!! I started walking home. I got to the front door, i dragged myself up the stairs, the pain killers were kicking in. I got in my bed. Pulled the covers over and got out my phone. I texted my mum, justin two words.
''I'm sorry x''
That was simple enough. I put the phone down, closed my eyes, and waited to die. I fell asleep eventually.
I woke with a start. Shit!!! did the tablets not work? Typical, someone can accidently overdose but when you try to do it on purpois, nooo!!! I got up, i was suprisingly steedy on my feet. I went into the kitchen and grabbed every drug there was. I took no water. Maybe that was it? The water, maybe it had diluted it and caused it not to work. Doesn't matter now though, i was going to end it for good now.
I took everysingle one of the tablets and went back to sleep.
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Depression
Teen FictionWhen does depression end? When it ends you. Some people learn that the hard way... Through experience.... People like me. COMPLETE