I wish this world was the same world it used to be. Back then, everybody was allowed to be happy, now, I rarely see anyone truly happy.
I am one of the people that are not truly happy. I don’t even pretend to be happy anymore. I go through my days in a haze of sorrow. People always ask me what’s wrong, pretending that they care. I always lie and say I’m just tired. My boyfriend doesn’t really know about anything that goes on with me.
My family deeply hates me, because I am different from the rest of the kids. I have one real friend, and she doesn’t realize how serious the things that are happening to me are. I get bullied, I’ve been raped, I cut and starve myself. My brother has cancer, by dad also has cancer.
I am contemplating suicide. Because I’m too deep. Nobody can help me.
Bye.
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WAIT…don’t go. You feel so much. The world needs people like you who feel so much. Most people are running around oblivious, empty, non-feeling. We need you Hailee b !!