Thinking of Attempting Suicide ? Imagine
this.
You come home from
school one day. You've had yet another horrible day
You're just ready to give up. You go to your room and close
the door.
You take out that suicide note that
you've written over and over
again.
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 letter to your chest. You close your eyes for the
very last time.
A few hours later, your little brother
knocks on the door.
He came to tell you that dinners ready. You don't answer so
he walks in.
All he sees is you lying on the bed, so he thinks you're
asleep.
He tells your mum this. Your mum 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 confuse goes to your dad
that,
"Mummy is crying and Sissy won't wake up,"
Your dad runs to your room. He looks at your mum,
crying.
She's 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 falling to his knees he starts to
cry. Your mum crawls over to him.
They sit there, holding each other and crying.
The next day at school, there's an
announcement.
The principal tells everyone about your suicide.
It takes a few seconds to sink in and when it does, everyone is
silent.
Everyone blames themselves. Your
teacher's think they were to hard on you.
Those mean, popular girls think about all the things
they've said to you.
The boy that teased you and called you names.
Couldn't help but hate himself for
not telling you how beautiful you really are.
Your ex-boyfriend, the one that you told everything to,
That broke up with you, can't handle it.
He breaks down, starts crying and run out of the
school.
Your friends? They're crying to,
wondering how they could never see,
That something was wrong, wishing that they could've 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.
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 the door and just sinks to the
floor.
Shaking and screaming but no tears coming out.
It's a few days later at your funeral. The whole town
came.
Everyone knew you, the girl with the
bright smile and bubbly personality.
The one that was always there for them, the shoulder to cry
on.
Lots of people talked about all the good memories that
they've had with you.
There were a lot. Everyone is crying.
Your brother still doesn't know that you killed yourself.
He's too young.
You parents just said you died. It hurts
him, a lot.
You were his big sister, you were suppose 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 loses it.
She cries and cries and doesn't stop
for days. It's two years later.
The whole school talks to a counsellor/therapist at least once
a week.
Your teachers all quit their job. Those mean girls all have
eating disorders.
The boy that always use 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 and 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 mum 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 affect you. They affect
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 NEVER talked before, I'm
here for you.
If you think that nobody cares, I defiantly
do.
volleyballfreak101 · 1 decade ago
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i just cried