It’s night and you slip into bed. ‘Goodbye,’ you whisper into darkness. And with that, you take your last breathe and end it all.
NOBODY CARES RIGHT? WELL, YOU THOUGHT WRONG.
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Your mother has to tell them that you’re gone, forever. Your little sister no matter how many times she’s screamed at you and told you she hated you and stole your stuff- always loved you, and saw you as her hero, her role model. She now starts to blame herself, why didn’t I do what she told me to do? why did I take her stuff even when she asked me not to? This is all my fault. Your brother gets home. The boy that never cries, he’s now in his room, mad at himself – he caused your death. All those times he’d played pranks on you. He’s punching holes in his wall, turning over things, he doesn’t know how to deal with the fact that you’re …show more content…
But she can’t do it. She’s locked herself in your room for two days to try to clean up your clothes, your things. But she can’t say goodbye to you, not yet, not now, never.
It’s your funeral. It’s a big one. Everybody comes. The beautiful girl with the big smile is gone, you're somewhere else. No one knows what to say, they’re all still shocked. Everyone cries, everyone misses you.They all wish you’d come back but you don’t and you won’t
Still think nobody cares about you? Think again. Even if people don’t show it, they care about you, they love you. If you kill yourself today or any other day you won’t know just how much you meant to people. If you kill yourself today, it stops your pain, but it pains all the ones who know you for the rest of their life. Suicide is the easy way out- but it’s the wrong choice. Life is beautiful. Yes, it does have its ups and downs, everyone has their bad days. Sometimes people go through tough times in their life like you’re probably going through now but bad times come and go. You might not see the light, at the end of the tunnel, but it's there. No matter how hard life gets, never give up on yourself, or on your life.
Take a minute now, and think. If you killed yourself, how would the people that love you go