You know that terrible feeling you get in your gut, when something bad happens? Imagine feeling that every moment of the day. But nobody knew. Then again, who would you tell, right? Who would care enough to listen? I've always hated suicide. My best friend Elie died that way. It's just not right. At least, that's what I tell everybody else. But, for a brief second, I actually thought about it. I actually thought what might happen if I just grabbed that pill bottle and poured every pill there was, into my system. Then again, what good can come out of it? Well, all the pain would stop and everybody that has ever made me feel worthless, will regret it. They will suffer knowing that it was THEIR fault. But, don't blame everything on them. Nothing lasts forever. Not even pain. There is more to life than this, there has to be. So, I'll just have to grow up and deal with it. All of it. Every single broken nail.

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Suicide
AlteleFor all those days and bad thoughts. I'm happy your still here. This is what is going to happen after your gone, IF you are suicidal... Read this lovely story. I'm also kinda making this my little thought book. I can't explain. Read it. It'll help...