She didn't choose to move. It's not my fault. It's just in my head. I was stressing. This has never happened to me before. There was voices in my head saying that it is my fault. That I'm the reason she left. That I'm useless. That I should die. They tell the truth. I am useless. I should die. No one would care anyway. Now that Sam is gone, all of my other friends have left me. It's sad. My life is sad. I'm so lonely. This is weird, not having friends. Not having people to be with. Dad is coming home late today. I will have to make my own dinner. Hm, what should I have? I walked into the kitchen and looked through all of the cupboards and the fridge. Looks like I can either have spaghetti or fish. I'll make spaghetti. Then that's sorted out. I walked into the living room and sat on the couch. I turned on the tv and watched it for an hour or two. I stood up and went into the kitchen. I began to heat up some water. The voices came again. They said that I should drown myself. Put my head in the boiling water and drown. I ran back into the living room. I cried.
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She's Gone
Teen FictionKind of inspired by life is strange and my own life. Two best friends move away from each other and both of their lives gets turned upside down. It involves suicide and depression. Paused at the moment Enjoy! (Cover by forever-fangirl)
