Short Stories Of Depression

What Did I Do Wrong

So this isnt really a story type thing but its about someones feelings and i hope you enjoy and if u want me to right more i will just need ideas

She looks at the clock and sees it's midnight. She doesn't want to keep her pain any longer. She wants it to end and she knows if she kills her self it'll make everything better for everyone she's tired of living she doesn't want to live her life cause it's full of pain and depression. It kills her to see the happiness in the world knowing she's hurting. On the outside it's fake smiles and fake laughs but on the inside she's crying her eyes out. She's slowly dying of pain. She hates her life and how people treat her like she's nothing she just wants it to stop she wants the pain to leave and never come back but she also realizes it will never end. She wants to give up and end the pain running through the veins of her broken heart. She thinks she's nothing special or ever will be the love she once shared is being hidden and buried beneath feelings. She wants to share how she feels but she doesn't know how to explain it because the words always get jumbled up and she can never speak her mind or how she feels. She's always worried if she tries to explain it people will think she's stupid and a freak just because she harms her self people judge her and call her names. She's tired of trying to explain her self to people who don't understand how she feels. She wants people to leave her alone and stop judging her for what she does. She hides the scars from people so they won't ask what they are her scars are the release from the pain in her heart. She slides the razor blade down her wrist and sits on the floor watching the blood drip off her finger tips she's hoping it'll kill her but it doesn't she cleans her self off and cries her self to sleep wondering why she was left in this world to deal with all the hurt and pain. She can't deal with it all at once it's slowly killing her but no one notices it and they won't till it's to late. They won't be able to save her cause she'll already be dead by the time they reach her.
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She's finally at piece and she can finally relax because she isn't around anything that was breaking her she's away from her pain and depression it finally ended and she's happy the people who treated her like a dog didn't care she killed her self they still treated her like she was nothing and like she never existed but she didn't care she was somewhere the pain couldn't get to her and hurt her anymore she was free from being depressed and free from being broken..............