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My name is Cassidy Johnston. Everyone thinks that my life is perfect. Everyone thinks that I'm everything anyone could ever want. Well, the truth is - I don't really know what I am.
I have an abusive father and step-mother. They don't care about me whatsoever. They only put up with me so they can have the satisfaction of hurting me in the end. I cover up the bruises and marks where I've been injured by them. They told me if anyone ever found out, I'd be dead... And I believe them!
I'm extremely depressed, have been ever since I was twelve.
I cut myself to relieve the pain.
Truth be told, I have friends. But they probably aren't even my true friends. My only true friends are Jordan Hannecker and Taylor Furse.
I'm just tired of everything. A few days ago, I picked a suicide date that I'm 100% content on keeping. Nobody will ever know my plans.
But what if someone comes along and figures out what I'mhiding? Then I guess I'll figure it out from there.
(TRIGGER WARNING!)
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