Shane Dawson's Sister

Suicide Attempt

A/N SUICIDE TRIGGER WARNING! By the way if you are ever feeling like this kik me: depressed_panda222 and watch Shane's videos. We can get through it together!Love you xxx
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Tori's Pov*

You have to find something creative to do," Shane Dawson's voice repeated on my iPad for the millionth time.

I sat there crying my eyes out, trying to give myself a reason to live. I can't do anything right, my brother hates me, my parents are neglectful, I don't have a lot of friends, I am terrible at school and I can't give myself a reason to live. I wrote suicide notes to my family and Shane. I knew he wouldn't see it, but I wanted him to know how much of a hero he was to me, how he was the only person to put a genuine smile on my face, and how he kept me alive for this long.

"Thank you Shane" I mumbled, writing in my letter.

"This is my end, goodbye world" I thought. I slowly walked over to my chair, stood on it, tied the rope around my neck, and stepped off my chair. Not even a minute later, blackness took over me.

*Tori's Mom's POV*

We had just finsihed dinner, but something was missing. My mouth formed an "O" shape when I realized Tori wasnt here. When I walked up the stairs, I walked towards to Tori's bedroom door. I opened the door, to see my "daughter" hanging there by a rope. I crawled over to her body hanging, felt for a pulse. There was a small thump, going very slowly. My eyes started to glass over, I grabbed my cell phone and called 9-1-1 as quickly as possible.

"Yes, hello my daughter attempted suicide." I cried into the phone.

"Mam does she have a pulse." The women asked

"Yes, she has a pulse.Its very small although." I responded looking at her. I heard sirens coming, I hung up the phone. I showed the paramedicts to her room, I wasn't even crying, I was just disapointed. Wishing I believed the time her friends went to guidance *and saying she cut. Wishing i actaully listened to her. Wishing I didnt leave her in her room for hours on end by herself.I was reading the names on the notes I saw on the table, one stuck out the one to: Shane Dawson. I called a number which is used for emergines only.

"Hello Teresa, Its Jenn."

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A/N: Well...I hope you know where this is heading. I am deleting a few of my stories because im uninspired. I also appologize how short this is. I am trying to fix stuff, but for some reason Wattpad isn't letting me edit.