The Monsters Under My Bed

The Monsters Under My Bed

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I'm sorry. I'm sorry that there's a possibility you'll be left with an unfinished sentence. I'm sorry you might not get the whole story. I'm sorry I might not be able to answer your questions. You see, I'm just a girl battling life. And I'm losing. My name is Lena, and I'm going to kill myself. I know I shouldn't, but sometimes life hits back too hard. Sometimes my demons haunt me. Sometimes, it's like I'm meant to die- so I've got to put that gun to my head, I've got to swallow the bottle of pills, I've got to die. Don't you see? I'm not strong enough to survive the monsters under my bed.
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All I want is to be alone. I wish that no one existed. My name is Zeina. I don't talk much. Not at all actually. Well not really. I sign or write things down in my notebook. I can speak. But I really only speak to those I trust. Today I'm gonna die. Don't feel bad for me, I am choosing my fate after all. Im tired of living. It's exhausting really living up to your own expectations and the expectations of others. I'm sick of shaving every inch of my limbs, plucking my eye brows, doing my hair, getting dress. Honestly I'm sick of people. My hair is long and dark brown with blonde in it. I have bangs that hang over my face and ever so slightly across my eyes. I don't have friends. My family sucks. So if you're reading this I have a question for you. Are you an outcast too. Everyday I come home from school, take sleeping pills, and go to sleep. Now I just want to sleep. Infinitely. (A/N I'm currently editing this!)

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