Was it even worth it?

Was it even worth it?

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This will be the story of a young girl that decided to kill herself. She jumps of a bridge and, has flashbacks of her whole life in a rush, both good and bad memories come up. When she opens her eyes and feels herself drowning she regrets her decisionand wonders : was it even worth it? .......................................................... This book will be in English, and it's the first one I write so if you see any mistake feel free to tell me :) It is inspired by « they both die at the end », Adam silvera The chapters will be short, some very detailed while some are a little basic (here to make the comprehension easier) ⚠️TRIGGER WARNING⚠️ (Talks about suicide, depression, self harming) I will be publishing chapters whenever I can :) See you at the end 🐥
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[BWWM] I was only twelve years old when the world turned cold. The day my mom died in that car accident, I felt like someone had dumped a bucket of ice water over my heart. My dad, who had always been my hero, suddenly became a stranger, filled with rage and blame. He couldn't see that I was hurting, too; he only saw me as a reminder of his loss. The accusations cut deep. He said it was my fault for being there, for not doing something to save her. For being the reason she was in the car in the first place. In the years that followed, things only got worse. The abuse started gradually-a harsh word here, a shove there-but it escalated, leaving scars that I carried long after the physical pain faded. I was drowning in my own despair, struggling to keep my head above water while my father's anger raged like a storm around me. I only had a break from his anger when I started living with Aunt Dina-my mom's older sister. Well, that was because she found me nearly dead on my bed after I took a dozen pills. I was tired of living. I had hit rock bottom. The harsh whispers that followed me around and the stares at school. I pretended not to notice, like it didn't bother me. But it did. I was alone. Then came Athalia, a ray of sunshine cutting through my darkness. With her, I felt something I hadn't felt in years-happiness. She became my light through the darkness and my lifeline. ••••••••••• ● Warnings ⚠️ ~ Mention of suicide ~ Anxiety attacks ~ Rape attempt ~ Mention of self-harm ~ Depression

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