Collection Of Stories

1

Pain stings. It hurts but it feels good. I wanna die or cut myself. Thinking one day I'll be okay or fine. Bunch of lies.
They say it'll get better than this. Smile more often; Look forward to life. So much bullshit they say. THEY'LL NEVER UNDERSTAND ME!! THE PAIN!!
No one does. I'm all alone in this scary world. Wanting to die or pretend you live in a perfect world. When nothing is perfect. Its scary what a smile can hide. All the sadness, anger, anxiety, fear & pain.
I look down and see ugliness. My face is messed up because of makeup. My hair has split ends cause of straightening it; I hide my scars or cuts on my body. I puke all my food thinking about how fat I am.
No one cares though.
I hide my bruises with makeup. Pretend I eat dinner or breakfast but I'm starving myself. I bully people to gain popularity but I only hurt myself more. I'm known as a slut but still a virgin. I feel like quitting life but something holds me up. Maybe False hope. I want to die. I've already have my letters ready, pills, razor's, now I just need to start it.
I've written everything. A note to my parents. They'll understand one day.
"One," I popped a pill in my mouth "two...three...four..." I repeated until I reached 12 then I chugged on some alcohol. I look at my razor's then start to trace over my scars. I pressed hard till I felt blood trickle slowly I started to go harder. I traced over my new cut then pressed harder there. I felt dizzy. I closed my eyes hoping that this will be then end.
"I'm such a fuck up..." I laid down on the ground. Blood still trickled down, I felt numb, at this moment I looked at the ceiling. Closed my eyes and took my last breath.
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Part one