I cut. I tried to take pills. Nothing was working what other choice fid I have to numb the pain but, I didn't want to numb the pain for a lil while u wanted to numb the pain for good. It is exactly what you think. I was going to end my life. I was going to kill myself. How was I going to do it though? I never wanted to do this but it seemed as the only option u had let so I was going to do it. It took me a week to get the courage and to even think about how I was going to kill myself. My decision was made and I knew everything I was going to do.
The next day when I knew my mom had to work and my sisters where outside doing whatever they do I felt it was the right time. Should I write a note? No just get it over with I thought to myself. I grabbed a knife prepared to start cutting but. I couldn't it would hurt. It would hurt less than my feelings. It would hurt less than what he did to me. Do it! If you don't this shit will continue! Fucking do it! My inside voice screaming at me to end my life. Instead I squeezed the knife till my hand started to bleed. Tears cover my face. Why couldn't I do it? Why count I hurt myself I mean other people did it so well. What if I found an easier way. I could hang myself. I went and grabbed a rope. I tied it so it was tightly around my neck and I grabbed a chair. I stood high on the chair and tied my rope up. I kicked the chair out from underneath me. Trying to catch a breath of air. There was no hope. What did I do? I tried reaching for something but nothing was in reach. At least the pain would be over.
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I was no longer breathing. I no longer had a heart beat I was free.
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You Don't Know My Story
Historia Cortashe was someone on the outside. Nobody really knew who she was on the inside. People always assumed she was this perfect girl, but she was the only one who knew the truth
