She was not happy, but only when she was with her friends but she was just not in the mood to talk. She tried to stop talking, her thoughts were telling her no one loved, wanted, needed her so she decided to give up.
She cried over and over. She screamed, but no one heard her screams. She felt like she was worthless. She let people down all the time. She couldnt help she was sad, at least she didnt think she could. Just the days that were worse than the others. She had tried to commit suicide before, she couldnt do it. So she sat down, with her tears in her eyes and she told herself she would win this fight, the same thing she said over and over. It didn't help at all. She felt like shit. With her stained wrists, and tears falling from her eyes she grabbed the gun and put it to her head as soon as she felt alive was when she was dead or at least she thought she was..
This story might just end because I just don't feel like writing it any more✌
