WELL HELLO THERE READERS. I really hope you enjoy this!
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Chapter 1
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I ran home from school for the last time. Im scared those mean girls will kick my ass again. Shit! I tripped and fell sending my books everywhere. "Aw look its poor kendall! Are you gonna cry kendall?" Maci began. I began to shake of fear.
"Aww look she's like a little scared puppy!" Said jordan "I think we should pet her" They began punching and kicking me to the point where i couldn't feel anything. They left me there. I got up once they were out of site. I stood up and touched my lip i was bleeding. I ran home scared for the last time. I looked in the mirror washed my face and i didn't see myself anymore. I was different. I couldn't take it anymore. Everything was the same... Same people, same problems. Sick of being treated like I was nothing. I felt worthless. Why should I be living? I left the note down stairs on the kitchen counter for my mom to see. If your wondering what note, I mean my scuicide note. I was going to kill myself. I heard the garage dorr open. Oh shit my moms home! I heard her run up the stairs as I struggled to get the pill bottle open. She opened the door and looked at me like she'd seen a ghost. Well a soon to be ghost. I wasn't an angel ill admit. I don't really have that many friends anymore.. She tackled me and grabbed the pills out of my hand which made them go flying all over the room. I began to cry and so did she. There was a knife near by so i began crawling towards it on the floor so i could.. Cut my self i geuss. She got on top of me and took the knife away. I couldnt breathe i couldnt see everything just went black. I could hear though. She began to dial 911 on her phone, "hello my daughter is trying to commit..." Thats all i heard before my mind was gone. Until i was passed out. Before i knew it i was in the ambulence.
Chapter 2
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I woke up in a comfortable hospital bed to the sound of beeping on a moniter. I looked down on my wristband
"Reese,Kendall. Age:13"
I began to look around when i saw my parents talking to the doctor outside the door. My dad? How long have i been asleep? He was just in Tampa for work. It takes four hours to get from Tampa to Miami. My dad goes there on week days for work. He even has a house there. My dad is only home on weekends.
As i looked around the room some more i saw my brother in the corner of the room with his head in his hands...he was praying. He never prays. I didn't hear alot of it all i heard was, "Dear god please let her be ok, please let her be ok"
"Jake?" I said quietly. My voice cracked a little cause i haven't talked in ahwhile.
"Hey sleepy head", he said kind of shakey, "hows it going?" Well obviously it wasn't going to good im in a hospital for christs sake.
"I really dont think its going to great. How long have i been sleeping?" I questioned. There was no clock so i wouldnt know. He ran his hair through his short dark curly hair.
"About 6 hours." He answered. I looked out side it was dark out, it was about three when i... Had the "incident". "After the um attempt," he stuttered, "you had an anxiety attack. You passed out... They thought you were dead. Your hear rate was so high. Im just so glad your alive, Ken" he walked over and hugged me tight. Well that was one of us that was happy to be alive i thought. Obviously i didnt want to be.
