The words

The words you say to me. The words you say behind my back. “Don’t tell her anything she might kill herself.” You saying in front of everyone. They laugh. Why would they care anyways? It’s not like I was ever their friend. But to the girl that said that I was. I was her friend. And I thought I was being a good friend by telling her the truth. But I guess I was wrong… next class I have people laughing at me. Saying stuff about me because I was trying to help out a “friend”.  My real friends say with me and said it will be okay. Buy will it really be okay? I everyone was laughing at be everyone that will say things knows that I’m suicidal. So now and forever it wouldn’t be my little secret.. it will be the whole school’s talk about. How I’m suicidal and how I can’t hear anything because  people  are scared that I will kill myself.. The words you say do have effect on people. Because if I did kill myself all those people will spend their life knowing that they killed a person..