8:00am
I'm at school playing talking with friends and acting so happy.
3:00pm
I go home and lock myself in my room and think about how much I hate myself.
6:00pm
I finish dinner and run the shower.
6:10pm
I dry myself and start to get dressed. Until I see a pair of scissors in the corner of my eye.
6:15pm
I pull up my sleeve and drag the open scissors across my skin.
6:30pm
I'm on the floor surrounded by blood and my mum walks in.
6:40pm
I'm in hospital because I hit a nerve.
The next day
I'm back at school and no one will talk to me. I go to the office and get my mum to pick me up.
1:00pm
I lock myself in my room again and won't stop crying.
5:00pm
My mum leaves for work and dad goes to the pub. I'm home alone again.
5:30pm
There are pills scattered on the floor and a letter on my desk. But I'm hanging from the ceiling with a rope around my neck and a chair tipped over.
9:00pm
Mum and dad comes home to find their daughter dead. They both collapse to tears and call the police.
Half a year later
The dad gets hit by a car and is put in a coma.
The wife having to deal with all the payments for the house is getting stressed.
The wife pulls the plug on her husband and heads home.
10:00pm
The police arrive at the house and kick down the door only to find the mother hanging from the ceiling with a rope around her neck. The police look for clues to help them figure out why and they find a note.
" I did this so my family could be reunited again."
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PoetryBe what you expect, not what others expect. Be who you want to be and what you dream, not what others want you to be and not what others dream you are. If they won't see you for who you are then they are the ones who have to change themselves and th...
