Intro

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What would you do on your last day on earth? 

Me? 

I acted like everything was normal, everything was fine. Even though I was breaking inside. 

Don't believe me? 

Well let me tell you-

That morning I woke up, knowing it would be the last sunrise I would ever see. 

I ate a big breakfast, even though it couldn't fill up the emptiness inside of me. 

The whole day I dragged myself around my school, happy I wouldn't have to deal with it anymore. 

Maybe it was for the best anyways. I had tried and tried and tried to get better. For my whole life it felt like it! But I always ended up failing. 

My arms looked like barcodes, showing all the pain I've been through. They were so numb at this point, there wasn't any reason why I should have continued. But hey, maybe someone would notice. There was that small hope that maybe someone would notice what we have done and help us.

Heh. That hope is long gone now. 

No one really cares about how others feel. 

We all just continue our own lives knowing that in the end, we matter more than anyone else. And eventually we will die, and everyone will forget our name. Everyone acts like they care, until they turn their back on you. They completely ignored your continuous cries for help and now they are the ones making you feel utterly useless.

Maybe if I had just one real friend in this world, everything would be different. But everyone I ever knew had basically given up on me. 

Saw me as "unfixable" and "broken beyond repair."

They cover it up with all the apologies, when really, they should have been apologizing to themselves. They just made themselves look like an ass after all. 

People always ask me how I do it. How I made it this long. 

Well, welcome to my life. Were I don't even know how I got here. To this very moment. 

Beneath all of this sorrow, I wish I could say there is a happy ending. Well, unless you consider suicide a happy ending. 

Ah yes, the ending of pain. Of depression. Of struggles! Hey, you don't have to tell me twice! 

I thought I was too chicken to do it, but hey, welcome to my life! 

And this is where the real story begins.

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