After I ran out of the hospital, crying the police found me on the sidewalk, passed out and brought me back to the hospital. When I woke up I felt numb I didn't talk to know one I didnt wanna anwser anyones question I didn't do nothing but lay there and look up at the ceiling, but the worsed thing was that, I knew that I would have to go with the bitch (her mom) because I have no one else.
Three months later
I'm finally back in school but things are different I've started cutting so much I had to stitch them myself, I felt more depressed than ever and now was writing how I would one day kill my mother,sister,winter,that truck driver and anyone else who crossed me. I woke up and got dressed wearing (the pic below) still not wanting to talk to anyone I consider not going, but I went anyway.
Then climbed out the window not wanting to see "her" then I start walking to school with my journal,books,computer,computer charger,phone and phone charger in bag when I got to school everyone started to crowd me apologizing and telling there stupid lies about how fucking sorry they felt it made me so mad to hear them lie just so they could be my "friend" I...I wanted to hurt everyone, thoughts flooded my mind about how I wanted to burn the school with everyone in it, ever since that day I ran out of the hospital that's when all the bad thoughts about killing others who hurt me came, I thought about killing that stupid doctor and all the nurses it was like something snapped inside me it w- 🔔RINGGGGG🔔 the bell rang and everyone left and started to head to class I decided to skip spanish since I didn't really care anyways so I walked around the school listening to music and me and my dads song came on
I used to sing it to my dad on his bad days, or when we had a really bad fight, changing t "baby" to dadin the song. I had him cremated so I could have him close to me, I put them in a necklace and a bracelet
I Stood there for a min listening to the song and looking down at the necklace and bracelet, tears started to form in my eyes as I started walking, I wasn't paying attention and I fell I looked up and saw "winter" the tears forming in my eyes turned to hate and anger "opps" she said as ahe looked down at me giggling, then I realized my journal had fallen out of my bag when I went to grab it winter snatched it and ran off I quickly got up and tried to chase her, but she was gone I looked every where until.....I heard the intercom come on and..."hey everyone guess what I found sabelle's diary" "winter" I said with rage inside me I started to run to the office "OK everyone let's see what the precious sabelle has written in her diary
"I swear if I ever see that truck drive that hit me and my dad ( Gore ⚠warning⚠ ) I will knock him out drag him to our basement pull out his all of his finger nails, then chop off his fingers, gouge out his eye, then slit his throat and watch him bleed out then when the cops come I'll will blame it on my mother and watch them lock her away forever not to mention, I will- " she stop and slowed and lowered her voice I could hear the horror in her voice as she read the rest, "I will find winter and murder her whole family and make her watch then burn her alive and blame that on my mom as well th- I burst into the office and grabbed my journal she gave me this look of pure horror, and it somehow gave me excitement from the way she looked at me something or someone made me snap, and I tackled her and started to beat the shit out of her until I was being pulled off by a staff member at the school. Looking at her face made me start to laugh out of pure joy and the look of winters bloody pumbled face made me more happy, then I looked at my bloody bruised hands and started to laugh psychotically and pushed the staff off and ran out of the school...A/N ik ik again its really short but I promise I will make them longer just school is starting soon and... Lot to do sooo I hope u enjoyed
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The Suicide Singer
Horror⚠WARNING⚠ contains graphic content DO NOT READ if u are sensitive to suicide,depression,gory,or bad language I made this creepypasta not real story