Falling up

Bye

Ya I know- I need to be strong.

I can't be strong anymore. That isn't me anymore- the strong girl. I have changed to the point where I hate my personality.

If I walked down the halls I wouldn't be the tgirl people would say hi to and would know everyone.

I would be the emo girl that everyone knew about and had no friends. I could- and proboly would- be bullied everyday to the point where I'm not on earth anymore.

And now I just can't take it.

There can't be a happy ending for me.

I don't deserve one.

Standing up I got a note book and a pen writing my letters- and suicide note.

I was sobbing the while time while writing them. (Well post separate chapter of all letters.)

Folding all the notes that were addressed I grabbed a knife that I had brought.

Here goes nothing.

Slicing it through my wrist I could see the blood freely falling to the ground in a puddle.

I sliced my thighs the same way and carve words into my skin like the old times.

And now if corse is the moment when I fully remember everything.

How I almost died- every last detail the good, the bad, the funny, the silly every last detail came back to me. Every.

I have a purpose. But it's too late.

"Niall help!" I tried to yell but it proboly came out muffled.

My phone it's in my pocket.

If I could find the strength to pull it out and call one of them-

I might just make it. Might.

But do I even want to live anymore?

It's worth a try at least I'll die knowing I tried.

Slowly finding the Energy to get my phone I put in on my lesser damaged thigh and went to my emergency contacts.

I pressed the first one I saw 'Louis'

He answered almost immidelty.

"Louis help me." I mumbled before I found no strength to hold on and to breathe.

I felt no will to live anymore- my heart simply just gave out.

My eyes filled with with darkness and I closed them feeling everything inside of me slowly shutting down.

Bye world.