August 10th, 2014
I can't stop crying, I don't think that my life can get worse. I'm dreading Jason's anniversary, I can't stop thinking about how much my life would be different if I would've picked up his phone call that night. I'm starting to feel suicidal. Earlier this morning, I almost killed myself, my dad beats me every night when he comes home from the bar and my mom could care less if I lived or not. So, I laid down on my hardwood floor and took my sharpest razor and cut down vertically on my arm and then the other, it felt so painful I began to laugh. It was peaceful, I was tingly and my legs got really numb, I was about to let go, until I saw the necklace Jason gave me before he went missing, lying on my dresser. I almost let go, I could've, but I stopped myself and made a U-turn on the highway of death.
YOU ARE READING
Never Stop
Teen Fiction16 year old girl (anonymous) is depressed and has anxiety, she feels as though her life has just gotten worse day by day ever since August 20th. She feels like giving up but she still has a spark to keep her going to unlock the mysteries of a trage...
