Why? Why? I.. I.. I didn't think I did anything to her. I tried to be nice. Why does she hate me so much? She called me awful names, I don't even know half of them. Would she realise she caused me to cry every night? Would she realise, that if I die, she would be a reason? My sobs break the silence in my dark room.
STOP! It's not worth it, out there people have it worse. I can't breath, it hurts too much.
Would my sister notice if I was gone? Would she remember me or is she too young? My sobs peirce the silence again and tears gush down my face, blinding me.
Oh Mom and Dad! Would it kill you if I was gone? Would you cry for real, or only pretend? It killed me every time I disappointed you. I'm sorry I gave you grief and guilt! Oh! I made so many mistakes! I... I....I CAN NOT do this! Why? Why?! I take a beep breath and shudder.
I can't do this. It's killing me. I can't sleep, eat or breath. If you only knew how I feel, would you get me help? I giggle, I'm too far gone for help. I'm done living. I'm done pretending people love and care for me. I'm done pleasing others. I'm sorry for being so weak. I can't be strong, I'm going to take the route that will ruin every ones image of me. People will hate me more, but it will be to late.
I open the lid to the pill bottle and shake five pills into my hand. "Here's to the girl who told me to die, one, here's to the pretenders, two, here's to the people who hate me, three, here's to the ones who taunted and teased me, four, here's to the people who ruined me,five."
I tried. I don't mean to hurt people. I'm sorry.
Goodbye..
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She Who Is Alone
Teen FictionSola has lived a fairly normal life, until depression sets in and destroys all that she loves. She believes she is truly alone in life and no one is there for her.
