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 letter 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 brother 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 girl that used to tease you and call you names,
she can’t help but hate himself for never telling you how
awesome you really are. Your ex girlfriend, the one that you told
everything to, that broke up with you.. She can’t handle
it. She 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?
He’s in shock. He can’t believe it. He knew what you
were going through, but He never thought it would get that
bad… Bad enough for you to end it. He can’t cry, he
can’t feel anything. He 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 guy with
the bright smile and helpful 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 brother, you
were supposed to always be there for him. Your best friend, he
stays strong through the entire service, but as soon as they
start lowering your casket into the ground, he just loses it. He
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 girl that used to tease you
cuts herself. Your ex girlfriend doesn’t know how to love
anymore and just sleeps around with guys. Your friends all go
into depression. Your best friend? He tried to kill himself. He
didn’t succeed like you did, but he 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.
People care about you more than you'll ever know.
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