I woke up to the sound of beeping. I found myself lying in a hospital bed. My plan didn't work, dang it. I started to cry in my bed... I hated my life. I want it all to end. I overheard the doctor and my mother talking.
"We're so sorry to say this, but we think Lily may pass away, she damaged her lungs when she was dangling for so long. Her arms are so cut up that they lost a lot of blood."
"No! No! This can't be! Please try to save her! Ever since my ex husband and I got a divorce she has been the only thing I have..."
"We are sorry but we tried every thing we could....."
I could still hear faint muffles but couldn't make out what they were saying. I started to cry
This is it, i'm going to die.....
My mom walked into my room and started talking with me
"Honey, what is your biggest goal in life?"
"I really want to meet shane dawson and his friends"
"Okay honey.... I'm going to let you sleep, get some rest."
My eyes started to close and i fell into a long slumber....
~3 days later~
I've felt like shit the past few days and I just have no more self confidence, esteem or motivation (not like I had any in the first place)
I was wondering when I was gonna die... I want it to be soon so I can get out of the constant pain. I was thinking about my sad life and how no one would miss me if I died. Then that all turned around...I looked over my shoulder and almost cried tears of joy
He
Was
Here