I walked home quickly, tears making their way down my face like rivers. I slammed the door open and ran to my room. I wanted nothing to do with my life. No one would miss me except mum. Mum. I sighed. I loved her with everything I have but she wants me happy. And I'm not. I shook my head and went to the bathroom, grabbing a bottle of strong pain killers, and a raiser. I then went back to my room and grabbed a picture of me, my dad and my mum. It was me on my dad shoulders, mums arms around his waist, Tim was with his friends that day. My little nose was pink from the snow that surrounded us. The flakes delicatly sat on us all as we all grinned. This was when I was happy, not now. I grabbed a pad of paper and wrote a quick note for mum. I quickly ran downstairs, taped it on the fridge, where she would see tonight, and grabbed a bottle of liquor from the cabnet. With my picture, razor, pills and liquor I ran out the door towards the forest that was around our area. I walked for a good hour, until I was just on the edge of our territory. I found a big tree, its leaves falling off in the autum wind. I sat down with a crunch and laid all the bits and bobs on my lap. I tipt the pills into one hand and picked up the liquor in my other. I had never drinked in my life but there's no time like the present, right. Bit by bit I swallowed all the pills and finished the bottle, feeling lightheaded. Quickly, as I knew I was running out of time, I grabbed the razor and cut into my wrists. The pain would of been excruciating if it wasn't for my mind dancing around in my head. I picked up the picture and smiled as black spots darted across my vision. The last thought I thought before I was taken into blackness was what I wrote on mum's note. 10 simple words. 'I'm sorry, I just can't do it. I love you.'
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