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It has been three months since it happened. I still have not cried. I can not comprehend the pain that I went through.

My brother walked through the door and he says. " Are you ready to go to school?" I am dressed in a tan sweater with an illuminati symbol on it and black shorts and a choker. I thought I looked pretty good but you know people. Always judging.

When I got in the car I got a text from my best friend Katie. It said " Hey are you going to be at school today?" I text her back saying " yes, but I don't want people so start looking at me and thinking there is something wrong." I was there in the beginning of the year and then my mom and dad and little sister died in an accident and I feel into hell. At that point in time I could not take life anymore and I tried to kill myself. I took a bottle of Melatonin. (It is a bottle of sleeping pills.) I tried to take more than I should have before I went to bed. 7 to be exact. It will make you go into a coma or dead.

I took the one I was suppose to before bed and I took another one and another one until I felt really sleepy and I fell over. I thought I was going to die, I felt so peaceful.

I knew that I did not when I woke up in the hospital and my brother was standing by the door pacing.

He was still pacing. When the doctor walked in he practically jumped on him waiting for the results. The doctor said that "I should wake up soon" and I said " Well that won't be a problem." I my brother hugged me really hard and I felt my IV pushing into my arm. It hurt so bad.

After three months at the mental hospital and got released about a week ago. I can't even imagine going back to school. It will be so weird.

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