A Lonely Boy: The Suicide Note -*-FINISHED-*-

Im Br(OK)en

      I was laying motionless on the sofa as Eric tended to me. I kept thinking of that message, it hurt each time I reread it that night. I was okay though. Nothing had changed between me and Eric. I still loved him.

      I was safe with him and Crissy right? Crissy had moved in with us after she came. We Ann desided it would be best if, we all staked together to make sure none of us were really dead. I got up and walked slow to the bathroom. I had the urges to cut again, I haven't had them since, my foster family.

     "Ervin? Are you okay?", Crissy asked.

      "Yeah I'm fine", I shouted back. I looked at the framed blade. Yes, I framed it as a sign that I survived. That I taught that battle. I looked down at my scared arms and cried.

     I had really done that to myself, it wasn't just a lie in a movie, I really did that. That movie was my life. There whole world would know my story and that scared me, more then death does. I walked out of the bathroom, and down the stairs.

      "You feel better?", Eric asked.

      "Much", I stopped, "Thanks", I smiled fake.

      I couldn't really feel anything, I felt like passing out and throwing up a lung. So can you feel if I'm okay or not? I walked up to my battering to take a shower. I grabbed my blade out of my frame, and placed it hard to my skin. I pulled down, and then soon I had carved the words 'I'm br(ok)en' it hurt. But I did and I watched my blood fall, like I did a while ago.