I wake the next day on the
roof, with a cigar next to me. *ding ding* I check my phone. It's one of my old friends.
From: Lily
Hey, can't do this anymore. I feel like dying. I'm fading away. My demons are winning. Plz help me.
To: Lily
No lil don't talk like That.
How am I suppose to convince someone that dying isn't tr answer, when I don't even feel like breathing... She didn't respond. It's funny how we think we know people but we really don't. I look at myself in the mirror. "Your ugly." I tell myself everyday, every morning. I walk out to the bus stop, listening to the beautiful voice of Kellin Quinn. "Maybe I'm better off dead if I was, will it finally be enough, to shut off all this voices in my head" I get off the bus, and head to my locker. Somebody takes my beanie off of my head. I turn around quickly, and snatch my beanie and run. I get to my locker, put my things away quickly and run to class. In comes, the number one asshole of the school. Other wise known as, Michael Johnson. He smirks at me. I know what's going to happen after this. It's not everyday That it happens but it's often. I'm used to it now. Class starts. "Good morning class, today you are going to be working on a worksheet with a partner.." Partners? Hell nah, I ain't bout That. "Ever and Michael..." You've got to be kidding me. Mentally face palming
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The song is called:
Better Off Dead by Sleeping With Sirens
YOU ARE READING
You had your chance
Teen FictionEver changed so much over the summer she's entering 8th grade... Damian was the reason she changed... She pushed her friends away. She only had him and she pushed him away... He didn't fight to stay.
