17:54 *5:54* November 8th, 2021
My teacher called today and I got into deep shit. My parents were beyond furious at me for failing math and I had many missing assignments. It's not my fault.. though.. right? If they were in my shoes they'd kill themselves long ago! They don't know how it feels to go through this.. the only person here comforting me is a guy from a kpop band and a stuffed animal. That's it..
I charged my phone before rushing out of the house, the park was only a few minutes away so I could calm down there for a bit. It was pitch black out already. I couldn't help but let my tears escape my eyes. I got on the swing and wept there. This time, I knew why I only had 48 days left.
I was gonna kill myself on December 31st, 23:50 *11:50*
I don't care if it's selfish anymore, I don't care. I am doing this for myself now.. for me. One thing for myself isn't selfish, not at all after everything I've done for everyone else. I sighed and started to focus on swinging myself on the swing, letting my mind go into deep thought
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Death
Short Story"Why?" He stared with tears in his eyes. He knew the answer they would tell him, "because life is beautiful, but life isn't for everyone." That was the end of their beautiful journey. ** THIS IS OBVIOUSLY A ANGSTY BOOK SO PLEASE READ AT UR OWN RISK...
