I knew I couldn't take any more of this. If you're not living a happy life, what's the point of living at all. That's what I told myself. And I believed it, too. That's why I went as far as opening up the medicine cabinet and taking any prescription drug I could find. It was instantly affective. I hit the floor, and my mom came rushing into the bathroom. I don't know if she ever got over my death, but I hate doing this to her. But, the rest of society got their wish. They wanted me dead, they got me dead. And just for Skylar, you won't ever have to see my face again. You also won't be able to slap, shove, punch, cut, claw at, kick, pinch, or threaten me ever again. And that's my story. To think it was such a short period of time. All the times I could have called for help, I was afraid of getting hurt worse, sense Skylar would know I told on her. But, there's one less thing the world will have to worry about. Because according to all of society, I was just a waste of space to begin with.
Goodbye.
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General FictionAlexa. The girl everyone knows of but still nobody knows about, truly. Why doesn't she branch out more? Maybe, we should make her... Yeah still not great so please don't judge. 😅
