All alone... Depressed and scared

Dark day

School was pretty crappy as normal, all alone no one caring about me. On the bus I thought of a way out of this never ending cycle of wake up and go to school and go home and get yelled at by my parents. Today is a perfect day to get taken to safety. On my walk home I plan it all "Get home grab my anti depressants and sleeping pills" Yes that was the answer to my own suicide and it was the perfect day to do it because my parents are out of town today and tomorrow. I get home crying shaking I run upstairs get all the stuff ready right out a quick note to my family (oh wait not like they would care anyway) scratch that idea. I put on my favourite clothes text my only friend that it was not their fault. I'm ready I'm doing this today no turning back now. I lay on my bed I take five but my mind keeps saying take one more that will do you. So I take like another five and I wait until they kick it I say all the last words. Things start gonna fuzzy and I start loosing my hearing. I did it I finally did it

I'm in the mountains flying high above all those that wore me down I'm free. "Hello?" "Hell0?" All these colours and bright lights blind me and people all over saying "Thank god she's alive!" My stomach burns terribly my throat hurts I try asking where I am but it turns into a nothing carried by another nothing. Someone leans down and says "your in the ER honey don't worry you are safe now" I try to answer back but nothing comes out again. I think what the hell no I'm not safe!? I wanted to die not to get pumped out or whatever in the ER. The nurses tell me to rest for a couple of days and try not to speak and that the nurse would book me in for speech therapy to get my voice back. I nod excepting my fate. All the nurses leave and tell me to get some rest for the night I look around to see if I can find a clock anywhere. I find one resting on my bed side table it reads 2:05 Am and a note beside it reads " in the morning move her to the resting room" hmm okay well I'm not tired considering I was in a coma for 24 hours because now it's Friday morning. I can't rest with all these thoughts swirling in my head. What will my class mates say about me when I'm not in school for a while. But more than anything I really want I good shot of rum and some sleeping pills to put me to bed or kill me you know? My thoughts were so busy swirling in my head that I didn't notice this really handsome nurse walk in and tell me if I needed anything and he gave me a white board with some chalk so I could write things to people. All I wrote was "Ginger ale and some pain medication" he said okay and rushed back with some He said he had to stay here to make sure I didn't grab any more to over dose. I just take two and I pass out but I remember falling asleep feeling like someone cares about me that's probably the best thing any one can have to fall asleep to.