help_im_falling

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Hi this is my second witty account, and I'm an emotional wreck. I made this account to get help without people from my school that are following my own witty to see. Like I said, I'm an emotional wreck. Almost all of my friends are backstabbing b*tches and they make statuses about me on fb, the whole deal. I feel like I'm in the movie cyberbullying, except I'm pretty sure I know how to get the cap opened on the pills...not that I would, even though sometimes I feel like I would want to commit or cut, I never could because I am totally against self harm and I love my life. Everything in it except the part where all of my "friends" are against me and call me a copier. They don't know what I've been through. If you red all of this, thank you, I love you.

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help_im_falling
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August 20, 2012 3:46pm UTC

I think I might have depression.
A lot has been going on in my life right now, and it's so hard on me. My dad is in jail and my mom isn't exactly the nicest, and we're loosing my house. We're pretty poor now, and since my I don't really have a dad anymore and my two little brothers are too little to stay home alone, my mom can barely work anymore. I cry all the time about the stupidest things. Yesterday I had a really great day with guy I liked. I got my first kiss, but he's a lot older than me so it probably meant nothing to him. I really love him, I do, but it doesn't seem like he likes me. He's been ignoring me all day. I cried a bunch of times today because I miss him and I don't know when and if I'll see him again. My friends all keep getting mad at me and I don't know why. I looked up the signs of depression today and I have a lot of those signs..today I took a knife and felt like cutting for the first time, but I didn't. I don't know what to do anymore, and I feel like I can't go on. I'm sick of trying and tired of crying and I don't think that I can do this anymore.

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help_im_falling
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July 14, 2012 11:22pm UTC

I know nobody will read this, but I need to vent.
10 days go, July 4th, 2012, I was sleeping over at my friends house. Thought nothing of it, just a sleepover, right? Well that morning my mom unexpectingly comes at 8:30 am and makes me leave. The first thing she tells me? Dads in jail. Now my dad was not a very good one, he always yelled and screamed and threatened us, ect. But this was serious. That night he had tried to kill her. Pushed her down the stairs, hit her in the face with her purse, pushed her face into a chair, strangled her, and much, much more. Her nose is broken and she has bruises everywhere, but she fought him off and ran to the neighbors. While this was happening, at 3:30 am in the morning, he goes upstairs and takes my two younger brothers and tells them that there is "a man with a gun in the house" and rushes them out the door. He leaves the house in his car without his glasses, and my moms phone, wallet. purse, money, liscence, etc. He throws all of those things out the window and goes on a high speed chase away from the police in people's backyards. When I woke up that morning I had a missed call at 3:36 am from my aunt (his sister) who never calls me, so somethings telling me he called her and told her something was wrong? But she didn't mention anything of it when I called her back, so I thought nothing of it. Apparently my dad was on drugs, and the police took them a few nights after (when we found them) and he is still currently in jail. But now I have to move, and am practically loosing everything. Fml. Sorry this isn't pretty and nobody will read this but like I said, needed to vent.

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help_im_falling
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June 10, 2012 12:06am UTC

The Recovery*
chapter 1
December 17th, 2011, the 3rd year anniversary of Nick's death. We were all gathered around the fire, with blue sparklers lit in our hands. Tyler's parents had tears in their eyes while holding hands, me and Coral were sitting on a log bench, staring at the ground, while Tyler was inside preparing more sparklers. I reached into my pocket and looked at the time on my phone. 12:59. Tyler came back with some sparklers in one hand and a blanket in the other. He wrapped it around me and Coral and we huddled together. Even though it was dark, I could tell Tyler had tears in his eyes. He stood in front of the fire, and read a piece of paper.
"Nick," he read, "Buddy, I really miss you. If only you were here today. I remember every Christmas Eve we would play spin the bottle, and the only girl that would kiss me was Mom. I miss you man, rest in peace."
I felt tears in my eyes as he sat down next to me and lit a sparkler.
"I'm sorry Tyler, I really miss him too." I said, comforting.
"I know, Karles. We all miss him." He said, his voice cracking the way it always did before he cried. I bit my silver chain necklace and snuggled up more in the blanket.
"You were a beautiful kid, Nick." His Dad announced. "Forever in our hearts."
"Forever." I heard his Mom whisper.
My mind drifted back to the emergency room, when the nurse had came to my side and told me that Nick was gone. I started crying and she gave me pain relief for the huge gash on my head. I went back into reality and reached for my head to feel the scar from my previous stitches.
"Let's call it a night." Tyler's Dad said.
"Goodnight, Karlie." Tyler said, leaning down to kiss me. Me and Coral opened up the fence and walked to her door. As soon as we got up the stairs, we crashed on her bed.
not really good lol but comments? (: ideas for my next chapter? (: sneak peak for chapter 2. ~
When I woke up the next morning, I could smell smoke out of Coral's opened window.
not really good but yeahhh, thank you for reading. first witty story lol

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help_im_falling
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June 9, 2012 11:00pm UTC

The Recovery*
prologue
It was Sunday night, me Coral and Tyler were sitting in the back of the van. His older brother, Nick, was in the front seat driving us to a Kid Cudi concert. Tyler's hand was on my knee, and Eminem was blasting through the car. When Nick took we a sharp turn, the car slipped a little. Thinking it was fine, I looked back to my iPod to check our seat numbers again. Looking up, I saw Coral's panicked face, and before I knew it, I was laying flat on the pavement.
Tell me what you think! :) Kinda reaaally short but it's the best I could think of. Any ideas for the next chapter? I'm thinking about writing it tonight :)

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help_im_falling
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April 14, 2012 2:54pm UTC

You should feel
ashamed for making me create my own river to
drown in.

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help_im_falling
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April 14, 2012 2:51pm UTC

If you knew how much you hurt me
, that you're the cause of pain, that
you're the tears that show I'm
broken, then maybe you'd feel
ashamed.

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help_im_falling
posted a quote
April 14, 2012 2:34pm UTC

Help.I'm.Falling.</3.

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help_im_falling
posted a quote
April 14, 2012 2:31pm UTC

My life is like the move Cyberbullying.
Everyone on the internet hurts me, but I'm too addicted to care.
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