small suicidal stories

based on a true story part 1

I'm sick of it. I'm tired to get treated like a 7 years old at my dads. I feel like I'm in prison each time I go there... First of all, I only have an hour to do my homework that is do for Friday, so in 3 days. My step mother and my dad won't let me finish it. It's rare to hear that I want to do my homework. Should they be proud of me? I just want to finish it so I don't get a detention. I already have enough trouble at school. Second, I can't go online because they shut it off for the rest of the night. This is getting out of hands!! I'm 14 for God sakes!! I should be able to make my own decisions. I don't need help. Anyway, I was thinking about it... I got bullied at school, got told to go kill myself.... I was gonna do it! I felt useless. How was I gonna kill myself? Well not by cutting.. That will leave scares and I don't want my parents to know. I was gonna use painkillers. You know, Advil, Tylenol. The strong kinds. I almost took 6 once... I was so tired of life... Anyway, about my bully at school. Before I got told to go kill myself, I was suicidal. I used to wear long sleeve all the time, you know why? I used to cut. I didn't want my parents and close friends to see.. I got so obsess, that I would cut for no reason. I know, you probably think I'm stupid from doing that, and its okay. I stopped cutting, but then a started again. I was weak. My 7 year old sister told me that she wishes that I was dead. She also told me how much she hated me, she hated me so much that was wanted to replace me with one of your friends. Nice, right? Since, like I said, I was weak, I cut. I had lots of scares. I was scared that people were going to notice. I would play the song dark enough by Amanda Lopiccolo on my piano. I wasn't the best, but it was a way to help me not to cut. I had a loving boyfriend at that time. I loved him so much! He had dark skin, not very dark, just enough. He had thes e very loving hazel eyes that would make me blush all the time. He was tall. He was perfect, but then, something happened. I don't know how that happened but its like, we stopped talking. I always thought it was my fault. When he broke up with me, I cried and cried and cried. Guess what happened? I cut. I was so desperate for him. When I got over him, I felt happy. Sometimes, I'm depress because of my step mother and my dad. They don't let my free. Right now, I'm very happy. I have my cousin, and 2 other girls that make me laugh and smile.

If your a bully, please stop. You never what could happen in her or his life. Bullying is never the answer. If your getting bullied, cutting is not the answer. If you need to talk to someone, I'm here. I can help.

Thank you for taking your time to read this! P.s. this is what happened for real in my life..

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