Mom still hadnt woken up by my second year of highschool and I was left my stepfather. So it was me and him. Great! Id kept cutting. Over old ones or healed ones. The only part of me uncovered by cuts was my front ''parts'' but well. Yeah I was covered. My first day of that year was worse. The worst day I could think off. Randy my ex best friend grabbed me and threw me into the wall making me SPIT OUT BLOOD! God I hated him for that! "You were never my friend. You're a pathetic geek!" He yelled and I looked down. We were best friends.. He had slept over every night and was like my brother. But now he was telling me this "say that at my grave." I mumbled. "Gladly!" He slapped me and I sat there. Going through the day with double the beatings. Then I went home. I went throughout the first semester of my second year of highschool with beatings and it was the day. The day I'll tell you details and everything. So. Here comes my suicide.
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They killed me. With words
SpiritualitéThis is Jacob. This is his story the story of how he died. The story of the depressed boy. The boy who hung himself after he covered his body in cuts