Chapter 19
I had 2 new voicemails. My ex texted me.
"what r u gonna do?" my ex asked.
"If I tell you, you would call the police. You know what I might do. You will be lucky if I only end up in the hospital, not in the mourge but I wouldn't be."
I was going to kill myself. I really was. There was no appearent reason not to! I wasn't going to talk to ANYONE! All they would do is call the police and foil my plan.
"I have to do this," I think.
I listen to the voicemails and start crying. He told my friend. He was scared. He cares.
The crying made me realize that I am alive. I can feel. I don't want my friends to cry over my death.
I BARELY talked myself out of it.
I calmed down, hoping nobody told my parents. I was scared. Most people get scared by other people but this time, I was scared of myself. I was scared of what I would do to myself.
"I feel like I'm going insane" I tell myself. "i need help. I'm going to end up killing myself. I don't want my friends having to worry about me. I don't want to hurt them like that."
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The Girl Who Broke
Non-FictionAbigale who is 13 years old finds herself getting bullied. She was always called fat, ugly, and etc. One day she believed it. She will never be the same after she finds herself just barely dodging death.
