My Name Is...

My Name Is...

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This is a short story and a work of fiction. This could be triggering to some people, so either read it or don't that choice is up to you. Here's a brief description: My name was Emerson Herondale. Life isn't also my strongest suit and I fail at it constantly. Leaving my mental sanity a mess. When I was eighteen I had a complete mental break down. And I tried to commit suicide. I overcame it and I made it to 26. But one day I couldn't handle it anymore. My name is Oliver, her boyfriend. The one who found her. I was going to propose to her that night. My name is Natalia, her best friend. I found Oliver. I now have a puppy that should have been theirs. My name is... and this is how the story is connected. Suicide affects more than one person. You are never alone... Suicide Hotline- 1-800-273-8255. "If you're thinking about suicide, are worried about a friend or loved one, or would like emotional support, the Lifeline network is available 24/7 across the United States."
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TRIGGER WARNING THIS STORY IS GRAPHIC AND SHOWS DISPLAYS OF VIOLENCE *CURRENTLY EDITING* Suicide, the very word is enough to make you cringe. Depending on who you are depends on how you view it. You may judge those who commit it by calling them weak willed but then how could you know that? Have you ever felt the grips of sorrow deep within your soul that you feared everything that once made you feel safe? Have you ever been so lost in a sticky heavy darkness that you felt you could never be found? Have you ever looked in the mirror and seen an empty shell looking back? No? I didn't think so. I don't think you should judge something you could never begin to comprehend. But for those of you that have i am truly sorry for what ever pushed you to this edge and i hope that you listen to my tale of woe and do what i should have done first. I am going to tell you the story of how my life spiraled out of control and how i overcame it all. My name is Roxanne Kane and I am going to tell you why I wanted to kill myself.

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