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It's been 3 weeks since I found out about Dad. I haven't been eating or talking since. I lock myself in my room and listen to BOTDF songs to make me feel better. I heard someone knock on my door. "Kaylee....Will you come out or let me in?" It was Hailey. I just sat on my bed and turned up my music. She walked back downstairs, I could hear her foot steps.
I can't stop thinking about Dad....I miss him like crazy and He is my best friend. I want to go see him but I don't think I could handle seeing him in the condition he is currently in. I am starting to think he doesn't love me. Why else would he have done this? I love him but if he doesn't love me then I don't belong here.
I walked into my bathroom I share with Hailey and found a razor. I grabbed it and some sleeping pills. Knowing I only weigh like 39 pounds it shouldn't take much. I sat down on the floor and took the sleeping pills. The bottle said they take about 20-30 minutes to kick in, so I grab the blade. I cut 1,2,3,4,5,6,7,8,9,10,11,12,13 Times on my right wrist and 1,2,3,4,5 Times on my left. Suddenly a darkness consumes me and I feel happiness flow through my body.
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Your my daddy:) (botdf fan-fic)
FanfictionKaylee was 3 years old when she got put into foster care. She loves Jayy Von Monroe from Blood On The Dance Floor. Her parents put her in foster care since they spent all there time and money on drugs and drinking. They never paid attention to her...
