I've ruined my live so bad that right as this moment that I am writing this I am hiding under my bed silently crying in hopes that nobody finds me so I can sit here and die. Nobody I know cares. They said that being my friend puts other people in danger and that when they're with me they want to kill themself and never talk to me ever again. My family hates me and by now it's been an hour and they haven't even called my name once. I'm so done with all of this. Bye
YOU ARE READING
Why am I Alive?
Non-FictionI don't expect any reads for this... I just have to write my feelings and I am okay with others seeing them.
