I couldn't handle it. Sadness and evilness is coming over me, makes me feel so suicidal. How do I become happy. It's so hard. Why do I have to handle all this crap. I went out to my room and got ready to grab the rope. Put it around the tree and went on top of my chair, put my head through it, kicking the chair. But no, my dad came back from a date with his girlfriend. He ran to get me and helped me down. I yelled at him "NOW?! NOW YOU CARE?!" He stood in shock and his girlfriend was shocked too. We only have 1 tree by the house, it's in the front. People didn't care what I was doing. So, it's worth of doing it. I ran to my room and cried on my bed. My dad walks in my room and I turn the other way. He wanted to know what was going on with me, but I never told him because I just went to sleep. He just walked away.
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Depression and Suicidal
FanfictionA girl has a disorder of eating, and has an abusive alcoholic father and her mother left her with him.
