Words hurt you know? Most people think it's funny to call good people names for no apparent reason; simply attention. Some do it out of jealousy. It's all wrong. It doesn't prove shit.
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I log onto Claix, a social media site to see the daily words. What's today I wonder.
Beautyful108;
Bitch ass fucking slut. Nobody will ever like you. Always wanting attention. Nobody gives a fuck about you cutting. It's all an act.
Romeo1001;
You're a dirty slut.
Cheetahgirl;
Nobody likes you.
Betterthanu;
Just die bitch.
That first one hurt bad.
I sat there and cried letting my emotions flow freely. Why does everyone hate me I thought to myself.
Maybe it's the fact I even exist.
I grabbed the blade without even thinking.
Don't do it you want to stay clean.
The urge was rising, 20 days clean. No way to cope with my emotions. I've been through Juvie, counseling, and rehab. No other way. Nothing can help.
My family couldn't give a fuck about me. They want to sell me to pay for the bills. Cruel people. They need to die in hell.
I quickly dropped the blade.
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I jogged quietly down the steps to hear what my mother was saying.
"30k for my dau..."
I didn't even have to hear the rest.
I ran downstairs and began yelling at my mother.
"WHY DON'T YOU CARE ABOUT ME?!" I yelled. "YOU WERE JUST ANOTHER FUCKING MISTAKE! I COULD'NT AFFORD TO ABORT YOU;THAT'S THE ONLY REASON YOU'RE HERE YOU LITTLE BITCH!"
I looked into her eyes to see if there was any emotion other than hate.
Nope.
Why did I even check?
My mom picked up a lamp and threw it. I felt a sharp pain in my head. I fell to my knees and felt my head; I could feel the blood.
"Now you little bitch, when you wake up, you can clean this mess up" she snarled at me. All I saw was her walking up the steps when I passed out.
Thanks for reading chapter one of " Suicide "!
