𝚃𝚑𝚒𝚛𝚝𝚎𝚎𝚗:

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[⚠️ TW: mentions of suicide & suicidal tendencies]

THE SULLACE RESIDENCE
    Columbia, South Carolina
-3:21 am -

| Everett |

I looked down at the freshly pink slices along my forearm .

I sighed thinking about everything I've been through these past couple of years .

For me , high school was nothing but an emotional roller coaster filled with growing insecurities .

Ever since the start of freshman year I had known high school for me would be hell .

I had lost count of the times I'd attempted to get my parents to change schools , but they were convinced this was the best school for me .

With no luck at all I had no choice but to suck it up and get over the fact that I would be attending this high school for four long years .

This year I start my junior year of high school and it was already starting off terribly .

I promised myself that I wouldn't do this to myself anymore . I promised myself that if I felt the need to do this I would talk to someone .

Whether it be my sister or Ivy as two-faced as she could be .

I got up and made my way to the bathroom to address the fresh wounds .

I passed by the mirror and frowned looking at how small I had gotten.

The constant bullying mixed with my own insecurities was really taking a toll on me .

What I failed to understand the most was how nobody noticed .

I was withering away and nobody seemed to notice , let alone care .

Everybody was caught up in their own worlds fighting their own battles .

It would be selfish of me to expect them to notice anything up with me .

I grabbed onto the counter to catch my balance .

I don't know when the last time I had eaten , but if it was up to me I don't plan on it being anytime soon .

My heartbeat began to increase as darkness slowly crept inside me . My knees began to feel weak as everything around me finally faded out .

The voices in my head increased in volume as I faded out.

Maybe this is what I deserved ? I am worthless after all . No one even cares about me.

I thrashed from side to side hard before I ultimately jumped awake in a cold sweat .

I'd been having this dream for the last two nights .

I sighed as I gulped down the glass of water by my bed .

I grabbed my journal and began to document my dream .

I've been doing good since that very day one year ago .

I've been journaling and making sure to write down any dreams that I have including nightmares .

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