I don't want to be spoiley or anything, but if you have any triggers to any suicide/attempt scenarios, I wouldn't advise reading about half this page. I'll fill you in at the bottom.
Very good Connor, I'm proud of you!" Mr. Jetman was marveled by the boy's ability to write so well, if he just really tried. "So, how's school going?"
"Fine."
"Any friends?"
"No."
"Wellllll, how about you try and make one or two?"
"No thanks."
"Yes thanks."
Connor rolled his eyes. Who would want to be friends with him? No one. That's who.
He walked out of the office, having a relatively good Sunday. Nothing was going wrong, everything was calm and a-ok.
Wait. He knew someone. Ricky. Sure, not the best choice to become friends with the drug dealer, but he had to make friends somehow. And so he called up Ricky.
"Hi. This is Ricky. Please leave a message."
"Hi Ricky. This is Connor. Um, if you wanted to hang out sometime or something, feel free to call me. Bye."
He went to school the next day. Still no Ricky. A whole week. No Ricky. Next thing you know, surprise, an assembly. Everyone sits there, knowing that only bad things come from surprise assemblies. Ricky is dead. From an overdose.
The gymnasium is filled with small chatter. Few people cry. No one cared about him. Connor sits there. Emotionless. So full, yet empty. As if the world was collapsing, but he wasn't falling. He didn't know how to feel. At all. Until he went home. And cried. Because everything he touched died. His life was next.
--trigger warning---
January 12th, the last day of Connor Murphy's life.
Honestly, I'm not sorry. Not to myself. Not to anyone else. This is all my fault, and I'm just bringing what was necessary upon me. Goodbye no one. No one deserves to be forgotten, but me. Not Ricky. Not Evan. Just me.
And thus, he took the entire baggy, and poured it down his throat. A terrible headache. He screamed in pain, before the world went black all around him.
Goodbye.
----for the light hearted-----
Basically Connor is upsetti spaghetti and decides to attempt bad things. Thank you for your time.
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