I spent all day In this park , Just hoping nobody would see me and its actually relaxing. I can finally take a deep breath and try to clear my dry throat.
I have nobody , Im all alone ...If I were to fall off the face of the earth nobody can possibly notice , They treat me like im trash , like im invisible. What is the purpose of me living in pain when I can live pain free , Why Not just take myself out of this predicament.
When I get home I make a video blog and tell my story like anybody will care anyway. I shut and lock my door ..I find my way into my bathroom but all my pills are gone.
I Have no fear or regret for what Im about to do ..if the pain and.misery goes away then this is the way I want it to be. A Chair ...A rope ... tragic but soon all my worries will be gone.
I sit on my bed and write a note for whomever comes.in here...if they even do come here..Or will they wait until they Smell my decomposing body hanging from my ceiling.
I crack a slight smile , I havent smiled in months.. I tied my rope and hung it to the ceiling ..One good tug to make sure its sturdy. I roll my computer chair over here.and climb onto it.
I slide my head threw the loop and Took one last breath...I pushed the chair from underneath me ...I Fade into blackness
Goodbye Misery.
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Suicidal Princess
Short StoryA teenager goes through the struggles of bullying , Her instant addiction to cutting herself and The Beauty she suddenly finds in death.