What if i cant forget you?
Chapter 3 - Don't go, I cant do this on my own
As my chosen time got closer and closer, i got up and got dressed.
I styled my candyfloss pink hair into a messy bun and put on my favourite bandana. I looked at myself in the mirror and heard millions of voices in my head screaming names at me.
Bitch.fat.ugly.worthless.
I ran into the bathroom and purged for the last time. It was hard, because I hadn't eaten anything in two days,but i managed.
I put on my tie- dye pierce the veil sweatshirt and went downstairs.
I looked around the medicine cupboard, trying to find lots of pills. I didn't care which pills, i just needed to feel numb. For the last time,i looked around my house. I went into my moms room and remembered when id crawl into her bed on my birthday, and Christmas. I quickly wrote a note:
Dear mom,
I love you so much and im sorry. This isn't your fault at all and i hope you understand that i cant take it anymore, i just don't want to be here.
Don't be sad, i love you mom.
I felt a tear roll down my cheek. I hated that she'd be sad,but i had to do this.
I walked out of the door crying and went to the empty park. It was dark, so no one would find me until the morning.
As i sat there crying, about to swallow the pills, i looked up and saw a pair of brown eyes staring at me.
" Please don't do that"
Notes
MY WRITING SOURCE IS ANNOYING ME IT WONT STOP GIVING ME ADS ABOUT PENISES AND IT IS SHOWING ME VERY GRAPHIC THINGS WHICH I SHOULD NEVER SEE
i hope he washed his hands;)
12/1/14