I was standing on the roof of a 10 story high building. My mind was set to this and I wasn't going to go back.
"Everything is going to get better from here." I reminded myself.
I could feel the tears streaming down my face. Why am I crying? This is what I want. Right? No one will care anyways. Right?
"Your worthless. No one cares. No one will miss you. Your doing this for everyone's good." I told myself.
I climbed the ledge. I stood there. My whole life flashed before me as tears kept cascading down my face. All the years of torture. Hate. Sadness. Depression. Bullying. Anorexia. Bulimia. Self harm. Those 17 years of living hell where about to pay off.
"I can't do this anymore. I'm done with life. It's my life and I know what's best for me." I whispered.
I got the last glimpse of this hell before I closed my eyes. I stepped off.
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