I’m not someone who believes in miracles, but there has to be a miracle. How else is it that I am here? That I still live? Despite my attempts, here I am. Typing this up right now. I have a few things to say. Miracles aren’t for girls like me. The girls who see nothing but darkness in life, they are for those who truly need them. Who am I to take their miracles away? Yet someone, who I’ll never truly understand has a plan for me.
I’ve been raped, molested, and abused all my life. And now, I’m going to put it behind me. I see so many peopleÂ who need help more than I ever did. I’m going to be there for them. I see the light at last, and you know what? It’s led me back here. I know this sounds pathetic, but I know life is important now. I’ve seen something that makes me want to stay. Blackqwert, be angry all you want. I still attempted last night. Downed 10 of the strongest pain pills I could find, didn’t know what they were called. I just needed to stop feeling. I lived.
Here I am. Again. Alive again. I’m no longer going to attempt. I have a reason to live, you know what it is? You guys. Love. Safety, fear. I’m going to show others that there is love! I know that I doubted that alot, but now. After yesterday, I don’t doubt any longer. I prayed, really prayed. And I hoped for life. In the smallest part of my damned soul, I prayed! I hoped. And you know what? It was answered.
I live. I dream. And here I am now. Dizzy, light headed, and slightly nauseous, but alive. I’m Justathought. A normal 15 year old girl. I’ve seen Death, and been told to go back. If you ever, ever, ever need anyone to talk to, feel free to email me at:
forbidden lovers 23 @yahoo .com (No spaces)