I saw this on Facebook, & I thought that it would be
something good to put on witty. Please favorite so this can make
it to top quotes, so people who are depressed, who self harm, or
just so everyone can know that there are people that love them.
& there are people that are here for them.
Note: I did not write this.
Wanna
kill yourself? Imagine this. You come home from school one day.
You’ve had yet another horrible day. You’re just ready
to give up. So you go to your room, close the door, and take out
that suicide note you’ve written and rewritten over and over
and over You take out those razor blades, and cut for the very last
time. You grab that bottle of pills and take them all. Laying down,
holding the l
etter to your chest, you close your eyes for the very last time. A
few hours later, your little brother knocks on your door to come
tell you dinners ready. You don’t answer, so he walks in. All
he sees is you laying on your bed, so he thinks you’re
asleep. He tells your mom this. Your mom goes to your room to wake
you up. She notices something is odd. She grabs the paper in your
hand and reads it. Sobbing, she tries to wake you up. She’s
screaming your name. Your brother, so confused, runs to go tell Dad
that “Mommy is crying and sissy won’t wake up.”
Your dad runs to your room. He looks at your mom, crying, holding
the letter to her chest, sitting next to your lifeless body. It
hits him, what’s going on, and he screams. He screams and
throws something at the wall. And then, falling to his knees, he
starts to cry. Your mom crawls over to him, and they sit there,
holding each other, crying. The next day at school, there’s
an announcement. The principal tells everyone about your suicide.
It takes a few seconds for it to sink in, and once it does,
everyone goes silent. Everyone blames themselves. Your teachers
think they were too hard on you. Those mean popular girls, they
think of all the things they’ve said to you. That boy that
used to tease you and call you names, he can’t help but hate
himself for never telling you how beautiful you really are. Your ex
boyfriend, the one that you told everything to, that broke up with
you.. He can’t handle it. He breaks down and starts crying,
and runs out of the school. Your friends? They’re sobbing
too, wondering how they could never see that anything was wrong,
wishing they could have helped you before it was too late. And your
best friend? She’s in shock. She can’t believe it. She
knew what you were going through, but she never thought it would
get that bad… Bad enough for you to end it. She can’t
cry, she can’t feel anything. She stands up, walks out of the
classroom, and just sinks to the floor. Shaking, screaming, but no
tears coming out. It’s a few days later, at your funeral. The
whole town came. Everyone knew you, that girl with the bright smile
and bubbly personality. The one that was always there for them, the
shoulder to cry on. Lots of people talk about all the good memories
they had with you, there were a lot. Everyone’s crying, your
little brother still doesn’t know you killed yourself,
he’s too young. Your parents just said you died. It hurts
him, a lot. You were his big sister, you were supposed to always be
there for him. Your best friend, she stays strong through the
entire service, but as soon as they start lowering your casket into
the ground, she just loses it. She cries and cries and
doesn’t stop for days. It’s two years later. The whole
school talks to a counselor/therapist at least once a week. Your
teachers all quit their job. Those mean girls have eating disorders
now. That boy that used to tease you cuts himself. Your ex
boyfriend doesn’t know how to love anymore and just sleeps
around with girls. Your friends all go into depression. Your best
friend? She tried to kill herself. She didn’t succeed like
you did, but she tried…your brother? He finally found out
the truth about your death. He self harms, he cries at night, he
does exactly what you did for years leading up to your suicide.
Your parents? Their marriage fell apart. Your dad became a
workaholic to distract himself from your death. Your mom got
diagnosed with depression and just lays in bed all day. People
care. You may not think so, but they do. Your choices don’t
just effect you. They effect everyone. Don’t end your life,
you have so much to live for. Things can’t get better if you
give up. I’m here for absolutely anyone that needs to talk,
no matter who you are. Even if we’ve NEVER talked before,
I’m here for you. ♥ Copy and paste this as your status
to show people there are people out there that care. Like this
status if you read it.
vanessababee · 1 decade ago
omg this is so sad ! im sorry but i have to repost this.
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