My parents had a falling out. They always had arguments but this one was different. Glass was thrown and police were called. It got so violent. I remember them talking about me before they started fighting. Was it my fault.. Was it my fault my dad had to go stay at his parents for the rest of the week. Was it my fault that Nate cried himself to sleep every night this week because of the horrible things said. Was it my fault. Was it my fault I don't have a best friend. Was it my fault that I have no boyfriend. I'm sorry for my faults. I'm sorry..
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Teen FictionWhat is it like in the eyes of someone contemplating suicide?
