There's no one out there for me. I feel so alone all the time. I try to talk to people about it but all they do is bully me. No one cares they joke around screaming "put up or shut up." So I go into my room load my gun hold it up to my head. Look up at the sky and scream why did u do this to me. Why me!!?! Why can't I be happy!??! I pull the trigger and slowly start to fade from existence. My mom runs into my room. See me on the floor lifeless, picks up my note and reads " I'm sorry mom I couldn't do it anymore. I tried so hard for so long. I tried to be happy and laugh it off. But I so so broken and I couldn't be fixed. With my cousin sexual touching me and fake friends with fake hearts I felt unloved in this world. It wasn't your fault you tried your best. But you just couldn't see how broken I was through ur Jesus filled eyes. You thought everyone was happy. Maybe they where. Maybe I was the only one. But I couldn't talk to you. I was so alone I didn't want to die I just wanted to stop my never ending pain." Tears fill her eyes. She looked up at the sky a screamed why?!? The kids at school didn't care they laughed and celebrated "finally she's dead." My boyfriend cried for a good month or two them his memorie of me slowly faded. He didn't care anymore he was sick of feeling sad so he moved on. But still keeping my memory in his heart. It's funny how suicide works people at school don't think you'll do it. Loved ones are scared you will. And parents are to oblivious to care.......
