short stories

times of End

In times of End we all need a friend.

Sometimes we all have bad days

Sometimes it's because of someone else

Other times it's because of our thoughts

I can say I have bad days

I have cried for 3 hours straight

In my head I tell myself I have a bad life but everyday I make better with just being on Earth

One day I had a really bad day
I wanted to kill myself I said
The world would be better without me but I was wrong my being here is better for everyone

My life is great, I love to be me

I am a good hearted person who loves everyone but herself

I tell myself I am ugly and dumb but I am beautiful and smart

I have so many people who care about me and I care about so many people like my family and friends

I have people I can talk to when I am sad or happy or just when I need a friend

On that very bad day I had a councler a friend a doctor and both of my parents
They took care of me and it proved that I needed all of them to get the help I needed
So I wouldn't feel this way
So I would smile
Not cry just be happy