Story #8

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Trigger warning this story should not be read if you are depressed or stuff like that sorry for all the dark stuff 😕

Sometimes I think to myself 'why do you keep on living (not really just got the inspiration to write something dark sorry if this hurts or offends you in any way) it's not like anyone even cares look at all the people in your class they bully you and put you down and you can't have social media cause they would bully you there to so why, why do you put up with this bull crap just give up already?' But then I go to my councillor and tell her everything everyday she's a lovely young lady that could do anything she wants, but she listens to me and puts up with the bull crap just like me, but she somehow keeps smiling a real smile I know cause I force a smile that makes me wanna barf, everyday to me it just seems a small price to pay so no one catches my sadness cause if they were to see it they would be happy they did what they were trying to do I also where long sleeved shirts and long pant so as not to show the scars on my wrists and ankles I only feel happiness when I watch the blood slowly come out of the new cut it scares me sometimes I can't believe I still keep a rope in my closet and look at it with pleading eyes for me to finally do the deed but I don't know how to tell my mom it's not her fault or any of my siblings it's them the people who laugh every time they here someone say that there sorry for me or the people that say they can empathize with me that's when it happened New Year's Day January first 2015 I had gotten Facebook and friended people from school hoping they would quit bullying me at least today cause it was my birthday but no some told me drink bleach some told me to cut some even told me to ... Die when I saw those words I grabbed the rope from my closet and told my mom that I was going in a walk after I had put it in my bag and written the nite that told them the names of the people who did this to me and I told them the email and password I used for face book and told them to check my messages from my 'friends' on Facebook I never did find out what happened to them cause that night I died and all the pain ceased to exist in me anymore that night I died with a smile on my face.

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