As I walked into school I had you staring at me.
As I walked into the toilet you followed me.
As we spoke about suicide in english you still laughed at me as i ran out of the class.
You dont know the stress you put me through...
I may not no your name but you know mine...
I hate the way you pin me to the floor and punch me.
I hate the way you pin me to the wall and snog me.
Why do you do this to me.
Im dead inside.
Im inside out.
You make me feel like a bit of mouldy bread.
Just remember I will always be a person.
Even when I do commit suicide I will always be a human.
Mum you have always been there when I was upset.
Dad you beat up the boys when I was getting beat at school.
but that didnt stop them.
You think your life is shit.
but if i went back to day 1 of my life everyone knew i would be dieing ay the age of 13.
Im off to heaven in 2 minutes. No one is at home to stop me.
I will go get a knife and go sit in the field.
No one knows my pain...
Right now (Monday 16 june at 7:28PM) I am walkin to the field.
As i leave my house I see my neighbour laughing at me. I smile knowing I will be happy.
I am now sitting in the field.
Sorry I have to go. Cos I am now going to glide the knife on my skin.
Thank you for being there for me when i needed you.
YOU ARE READING
my first and last suicide letter
Teen FictionIve had enough! When you read this I would probably be in heaven