Gone, Gone, Gone

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I lay on my bed, a pen staining my white sheets. Or.. white sheets that now had a black stain like the black hole in my heart, ever so slowly consuming me. Soon this would all be over. All I had to was take that damned knife and take away this damned knife. So I did.

Dear my Family and Friends,
I didn't understand. I didn't understand my purpose in this world, I didn't understand why you wanted me here. So I left. I know you probably feel injured or as if this was all- all of it- your fault. Some of it was... but only some. Here is why.. tomorrow, February 14, there will be one less person to celebrate with you. I know suicide rates will go up after this. I know none of you will remember me, because why the hel-ck should I?
Dear Sheila,
F u c k   y o u,  y o u   d i r t y   a s s   p i g

Dear Cairo,
It's hard to believe I ever had a crush on Satans back end. Go home

Dear Mum and Da,
Please don't forget me... I love you both and I never meant to ever hurt you by doing this

Dear.. Dear Fifer,
My little sister. Keep strong my little fangirl and never forget your importance to this world

Dear Jessie,
Thank you for stepping up when I stepped back, and continued to drag me along until I stood up. You're amazing

Dear World,
Why me?

That night, a scream was heard in Sun's room. Her family ran upstairs but already had a feeling what happened...

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