The first time I remember it happening was in the fifth grade I was about 10years old I remember one day Lilly walking up to me and I thought me and Lilly were friends and I knew she was having a birthday party for herself this weekend and I love birthday party's and everything so I thought she was coming over to invite me but she told me don't bother coming because you'll just embarrass yourself and the she just stormed off. I don't know what I did to make her so upset I just stood there arguing with myself about weather to go or not. In the end I decided not to go cause I didn't want to embarrass myself or at least that's what I told myself. So I spent Saturday upstairs in my room crying. I thought she liked me I thought we were friends but I don't know any more. I don't know what to do anymore. As the years went on it continued and got so bad I went home every day crying and I had cuts and scars from years ago just last month and even today. Everyday I thought to my self why do I keep going why do I keep putting myself through this every day why why why. I just can't do it any more they've pushed me so far I started to walk down to the bathroom when I got there I opened the cabinet and searched for my moms sleeping pill my hands were shaking as I struggled to open the Bottle. I finally got the bottle open and I sat down on the toilet and took the cup from the sink and filled it with water, as I dumped the pills in my hand I went over the people that hurt me the people I popped the pills in my mouth and swallowed them with water and I slowly walked back to my room and I laid down. I think a half an hour pass I don't know I lost track of time a while ago. My eye lids have begun to get heavy and I was slowly drifting off to sleep.
The darkness surrounded me slowly. As I was engulfed by the blackness I felt as happy as I had in years I was content. I was dead.
