The answers

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I looked at the answers I had gotten to the tweet I tweeted. They were different. Everyone was different.

A fiew of them went something like this:

@TheMessisFC

'Why are you sad? The haters can back of! You did nothing! You're perfect'

@NeyMac83

'Hey, don't be sad, we're here for you <3'

Those I simply liked and followed. Then there were answers that I knew I shouldn't read, but I couldn't help myself. I read a fiew ones.

@MacyMessiHater

'Hey you fatty. Nobody likes you ok? Stop seeking attention.'

@NeymarDSSJRfan33

'Stop seeking attention! Damn, you don't even have any fans so stop. You're ugly ok?'

I closed My eyes trying to prevent the tears from showing. I knew I should be focusing on the positive answers. But it was impossible. Soon the tears were streaming down my cheeks.

That's when the thoughts came back.

Maybe I should cut again, or maybe I should end my life, everyone would have one less problem if I died.

The suicidal thoughts wouldn't leave my head. I sighed putting my head in my hands and rocking back and forward. I could not do this.

I started to make my way to the bathroom determined to end this life.

I hoped this was the best solution to everyone's problems.

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A/N: IT'S KIND OF A CLIFFHANGER SORRY BUT WHAT DO YOU THINK WILL HAPPEN? ENJOY THIS CHAPPIE MUFFINS

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