The day you did the deed was the exact day we got the news. June 2, 2016. That was the day. It was a normal moving day for us. Because we were moving to Herrin to be closer to the family. I was finishing my makeup for the day and went on the front porch and started blaring music like I usually did on those moving days. Then I turned it off and went in the living room because there was still a couch there and sat down. I played on my phone for a little bit. And then out of no where my grandma fell to the ground screaming "no" while crying. That's al she did for a full 10 minutes. I kept on asking what was wrong. She wouldn't tell me. She finally caught her breath. And was still crying while she yelled this but she yelled "Tim killed himself" I fell to the floor crying. My little cousins didn't understand what was going on. But me and my grandma stayed on the floor for a good minute. I then got up and kicked the wall screaming "why". I then ran out of the house. I called my boy friend at the time. He just told me that he was sorry and he didn't know what to say. No one does at these moments. I then ran back inside when everyone was outside and cut my legs with a knife. Three cuts on the right one. I hurry up and cleaned up the blood and we left that house to check on your step mom and your dad. Us kids...well we got left at our great grandma's house in blue blaze. (I'm 12 and my cousins are 6 and 8. That's what I meant by us kids)
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My Life Without You
Non-FictionSince you've left us here on earth we have all been miserable and a lot of stuff has went down. Like drama, family fights, lots of tears, etc. But if you were here life would be better and I'd be sane. But I'm not, I'm a nervous wreck. And I am happ...
