Help me not killing myself!!!

Help me not killing myself!!!

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"They all want the same!! My family, my actually 'friends'!!! They wanna bring me to hell!!! Help me, please!!! It's too much for me!!! Help me not killing myself!!!" Skylar is 17 and her life is sad. After a big car crash she lost her parents and her siblings Audrey and Mike and later her beloved boyfriend because of a 'stalker'. Because of that she lodges with her grandparents who are very strict and very religious. Everything against God is bad for them so they sent her to a Christian school. But Skylar can't believe in God anymore after the car crash because she always wonders: 'If God did everything right...why died my parents and my siblings then? Why did he want it?' On one day her grandparents found out she is against God. They asked an exorcist for chasing away the demon in Skylar's body and he made many rituals which later are the reasons Skylar becomes an insane psycho... But what happens next? Will her life be normal again and what about the 'stalker'?
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