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Guten tag, I'm Landon, and this is basically my story over how I recovered over my depression and suicidal feelings.

   Why do I have to live....
*he gets up out of bed and gets ready for school, waiting for the end of the day already*

Mom: C'mon! It's time to go!

*he rumbles around bumping into things because he hasn't slept in 36 hours*

*he gets into the car and slams the door, not even knowing he did that*

Mom: What's wrong?

Landon: Nothing mom...

*they drove to the bus stop and after a few minutes the bus arrives at the bus stop and he gets on, he groans, already having a headache because all the screaming, he puts his headset on and starts blaring linkin park*

*the day passes by fast, but I'll put the most eventful thing here*

*he takes out a knife*

Kadin: Landon no!

*he gently caresses his tounge on the knife*

Landon: what? This is normal! You should know I'm not actually going to kill myself!

Kadin: I don't care! Stop!

Brock: Honestly Landon, you need help

*he cuts himself on his wrists multiple times staring at each of them, letting them see all his blood ooze out of his arms*

*Kadin cringes as he imagines the pain on himself, Brock goes back to whatever he was doing, trying to forget what he just saw*

*Now we switch to him at his house after that school day*

*he gets on ps4 and joins a party*

[Too be continued when I feel like it]

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