I'm a 15 year old, that's going through some
rough shit. like some other 15 year olds; we feel like dying. We don't want to die though. It's just that suicide is our only hope to get someone's attention. Well, I'll tell ya. It's really not. I always tell myself to suck it up and move on, but I know is hard sometimes. See, when my mom goes out with her boyfriend, I normally have to go buy food for dinner. There's this pizza store 5 minutes away from my apartment. I sometimes go there after school, but I had to put some effort into getting something to eat one day so I put on clothes and walked to the store. I see the same man that works there all the time. I walk in and he smiles at me and says "hello" like always. I smile back because I feel as if it's rude not to. So I order a slice of pizza and I sit there and fiddle with my fingers, waiting for it to be warmed up. The man is quite friendly, as he gave me the biggest slice. Maybe it's because I'm a recruiting customer. Or maybe not. Once it was done I picked it up, and I got myself a Pineapple Crush Soda, and I payed 5 dollars for it all. It's not a lot when I look at it. The man smiled at me again and told me to "take care." I would assume that he said that to all customers but then again, he said it as if he wanted me to come back.
Dear reader, you're not alone. That pizza man would have wondered where I've been if I would remove myself from this earth. He would have felt hurt finding out that I was dead. Small things like that really do matter. Please don't give up, people do care about you. Even if you feel like you don't have a purpose, you do. Try going to your local pizza store and see how the servers treat you. They don't do it to get payed. They do it to make you smile. So if you don't have a reason to smile today, go get a slice of pizza. If pizza's not your thing, get something that you like from a local store. Cherish the small things and work hard to overcome your demons. Feed them pizza if you have to.
