It's been a month since I found out I was pregnant. Austin and I are very happy. Well, almost happy.
I fell back into my usual depression. There isn't one day that goes by that I don't think about suicide. But Austin doesn't know that. He can't know. He'll be mad at me.------------------
I lay on my bed thinking about my future. I can't give this baby anything. I don't have anything. I'm just a suicidal, depressed teenager with an unsteady home life. I can't possibly raise a child, I can barely keep myself alive.
I sit at my bed and remember I have a note in my vent. I can still jump off that bridge and not have to worry about anything. Finally, a good idea. This time I won't call anyone and I'll make sure Austin is gone when I place the note.
I put the note on my bed and make my way to the bus station.
I enter the bus and take my seat towards the back. I ponder my plans for my suicide. I'm going to jump off as soon as I get there-----------------------
I get off the bus and start walking on the bridge. I make it half way and then I step on the edge. I look straight and I see the sun setting. I take a deep breath and free fall. No one saved me. It wasn't meant to be.
All I wanted in life was to end it. I hated this world and I didn't want to be in it. My baby and I are at peace and nothing can change that.
I neared the ground and everything went black. I'm save, I'm free.

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The Sunset // Suicidal Love Story
Storie d'amoreAvery Carver was your "normal" 16 year old, except, she was chronically depressed and suicidal. She was planning her suicide all summer. Then school started and there was a new boy. His name was Austin Brant. This story explains how there's still ho...