"... I uh no... Im sorry Kyle..." she said back. I just sat there and read the texts, "Hello? Kyle???" "Kyle please answer!!" "Please dont do anything stupid!" the messages just kept coming. I slid my phone in my pocket. I got on my bike and booked it back to my house. When i got there i threw my bike on the ground and ran into my house. "Kyle you better not fucking hurt yourself i swear to god if oundo i wont talk to you again." "Whats the point its not like it makes a difference if you talk to me again or not, its never going to be the same again," i said "Goodbye Hayley." i texted. "Kyle what the fuck are you doing?!?!?!" she said. I went into my room and grabbed a pen and paper and wrote my suicide note. I looked around my room and grabbed my swiss army knife and just sat there at my desk with it in my hand. "Its not hurting anyone, right?" i thought to myself. I clenched the knife as hard and thought "Well this is it..." i pushed it down and slid it slowly across my wrist.
Hey guys i know its short and it probably sucked. I havent been able to think of anything for a while sorry about the wait! I hope at least one of you likes this!
-Kyle
