This week has been so shit. My boyfriend Ace has been ignoring me all week and my mind is getting dizzy with all these thoughts. I feel this ache in my heart. It hurts so much. I've given everything up for him and I get nothing back. Does he even love me anymore? Probably not. I fucking hate my life. School is stressing me out. I'm lonely at home. My best friend has moved away and my boyfriend hates me. I want to fucking kill myself. This life I'm living sucks. My whole world is completely destroyed. Nothing makes me happy. I lost all motivation to do anything. There is this big void in my heart that can only be filled with his love but he hasn't been there so it's getting bigger and bigger and I'm getting quieter and quieter. The stings of the cuts hurt me more when I wash my hands. When my friends grabs my wrists I wince in pain but do it ever so slightly so they won't see it. I've started wearing sweaters even during warm weather to hide the scars. I can't take this anymore.
All these thoughts ran through my head as I held the sharp knife in front of my body. I was home alone and my notes were written. There was a lot since I had a lot of people to dedicate it to. As I stared at the blade, tears pouring down my face, I threw it towards me. It went right through my skin. I fell down and bled out. Once my parents got home the house was filled with screams and cries.
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The One I Knew Before
Short StoryA boy killed a girl he was jealous of and played it off as suicide. He studied her since middle school and when she died became like her to win over her boyfriend.
