Wake me up when...

Wake me up when...

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A few drops of cool rain landed on my bruised face, making it feel a little better. As I closed my eyes someone started crying. I didn't try to look at them. No, I was to tired for that. Too, too tired. So I just listened as he started to whisper. "No. No, no, no, no, no, no, no." He said as he got closer. "I can't believe this happened." he was yelling now. He's being to loud, I just want to sleep. "How did this HAPPEN? It's all my fault, IT'S ALL MY FAULT. Oh god, oh god, oh god." All of a sudden he sobered up and stopped sobbing. "I have to go." I heard him whimpered into the night. The last thing I heard was the soft thud of his fading footsteps as I lost consciousness. ********** Hello, my name is Phillip. The only thing I remember is my name. Or what I think is my name. I learned it from the wandering voices, it was the only thing they said. No one is here.And the voices aren't in my head. But they won't go away. They're everywhere. When I hear them I search and search, but nothing. I know I am alone. So where are the voices coming from? I think, I think I'm going crazy. And here is my story. I hope you like it more than I do.
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Suicidal

I'm just going to write part of the story because I'm terrible at descriptions. "See, Harry," I say, showing him a beautiful picture of the city, "these are reasons to live." "Looks like a perfect place to die to me," Harry says. "Harry, just listen to me. You're not worthless. You're not fat. You're not ugly. Please just stop saying these terrible things about yourself." "Yes I am. People tell me that all the time. They tell me to slit my wrists, I listen to them. They tell me I'm worthless, I believe them. They tell me I'm fat, I listen to them and starve myself. So people don't think the same as you. But it's not like it matters what one person says," Harry says sadly. "Awwww, my poor little cupcake! It's okay, sweetie, I'll help you," I tell him. "A-and AJ," Harry stutters, "P-people say that you hate me and want me to die just as much as them. Is that true?" "No, Harry. I love you very, very much. Please don't do these terrible things to yourself." Read the rest to find out!

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