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 nd 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 college ,
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 boy that used to tease you and call
you names, he can’t help but hate himself for never telling you how
good you really are. Your ex girlfriend, the one that you told
everything to, that broke up with you.. shee can’t handle it. shee
breaks down and starts crying, and blames herself . 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 boy with the
bright smile and bubbly 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. Your teachers
all quit their job. Those mean girls have eating disorders now. That
boy that used to tease you cuts himself. Your ex girlfriend doesn’t know
how to love anymore and just sleeps around with boys . Your friends all
go into depression. Your best friend? He tried to kill herself. 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 affect you. They affect everyone. Don’t
end your life, you have so much to live for. Things can’t get better if
you give up.
