It’s the morning. Your parents walk into your room to wake you up for school. First they just think you’re sleeping. But they notice your little chest isn’t moving. They notice your are slumped over the side of you’re bed, wrist up. They see a pool of blood beneath your lifeless arm. Your bed is covered in blood. Your whole body if colorless except for the red spots in certain spots. Their face goes white. They feel sick. You’re mom falls to her knees, hands trembling, tears streaming down her now very pale face. You’re dad runs to your motionless body. He begins to shake you yelling, “Wake up! I know you’re still here!” He begin to cry himself. You’re strong father is now balling his eyes out. One of you’re siblings run upstairs, knowing just what what happened before he even stepped into the room. They know you were feeling like this. Now they hate themselves. More than you ever hated yourself. They regret not saving you. They wish they said something. A day has passed and the whole school knows. All you’re friends just think you were sick and that they will see you tomorrow. But it’s five minutes before school ends and an announcement comes on the sound system. They share the loss. You’re best friend is in her class screaming out in pain. She wants to die. She goes home and locks herself in her own room. She paces around her room, crying, thinking. She pulls out a long scarf from her closet. 20 minutes have passed and you’re best friend is now gone as well… she was hoping to meet you again. Now the school is mourning the loss of two bright teenagers. Two families cry tonight. You’re crush hears this news and doesn’t talk to anyone for days. He stops eating. He stops talking. He stops living. He just sits alone in his dark room thinking of all the ways he should have helped. You’re dead forever. Those people who made fun of you cry tonight too. They never meant to kill anyone. You’re teachers have to go through all you’re records and take you out of their classes. They cry tonight too. That one teacher who saw you’re arm? They will live their life in regret, knowing if they would have done something you could have had a family, gone to collage. Had a future… but now you’re dead. You may not think anyone cares, but everyone does. Deep down everyone will die a little inside knowing the girl who never went a day without smiling was actually hurting so much inside. You matter. Please don’t leave me tonight. You can make it through this. I believe in you.
Im legit crying right now. This is a necessary reblog
crying so much right now…
this made me cry so much!
I wish my friend saw this before she took her life.:’( I lost one of my best friends to suicide in February and just 6 days ago I lost my first boyfriend, not to suicide but both people have a special place in my heart.