The Sunset // Suicidal Love Story

Chapter One

The first day of 10th grade starts tomorrow. I'll be a sophomore. I wouldn't say I'm nervous but I'm definitely anxious. I can't have another year of bully, I just can't. I won't make it out alive.
I've been stuck in the same town, with the same people for 16 years. In the bright town of Savannah. Georgia isn't that bad, it's just the people in it (At least in Savannah). They are all bullies, and look down upon "imperfections" and "emotions". One tear and your called a baby. Things couldn't get any worse... Right?
Wrong. Things got much, much worse. My parents split up and I was left with my 2 brothers and 1 sister. They weren't like my parents. They were, nice.
When I was younger my parents would always make me upset but I eventually got used to it and it didn't bother me.
Not many things could get worse for me. I've been bullied since kindergarten and have had the shit beat out of me.
Over the summer, all I did was plan my suicide. I wrote my note that I keep in our vents so no one finds it. I pre-wrote it because I could be all ready for when it's September. September 13th to be exact. My birthday. My plan was to place the note on my bed and head for the bridge over Savannah River and jump off onto the concrete below. Guaranteed death.
I have no friends. Therefore, I don't have "slumber parties" like all the "normal" girls have. I just sit home, read and listen to some Halsey. No one notices that I'm never downstairs socializing. They are too busy with their fucking lives to care about mine. No one will miss me.
All I have to do is get through a month of school. The only way I'll get through it is with my headphones and black sweatshirt.(which is BEYOND comfy) I'm already in AP classes and could already be in college but since I won't be alive in a month, it doesn't matter. None of it matters.