Suicide Letters

Dear Darcy,

So you've probably walked in my room to find me laying motionless with the word "Finished" carved in my arm. Well, I don't have to tell you what happened to me. You should know that I intentionally did this to myself.

I couldn't take it any more. The fights. The long nights where Mom and Dad would go at each other's throats. Jason, only being 16 and being a smoker and drinker, coming home drunk some nights. I couldn't take it any longer.

Promise me you'll take good care of M'n'M, the hamster. Promise me you'll help Mom and Dad get along. Promise me you'll help Jason make better choices. And finally, promise me you can move on from my death and live your life to the fullest and not make the stupid decision I did.

Finally, there are more letters. To my friends at school, to Harley, and one to the rest of the family. I hope you can get these delivered to them.

I love you, Darcy. Keep moving on.

Love,

Nɪᴄᴏʟᴇ