So you want to kill yourself?
Because you feel nobody cares. Your family hates you. Right?
Wrong. Your parents walking in your room in the morning to find a
dead body. They'll try their best to not thing negative, that
you're just messing around. Then they'll start shaking
you. Wondering why you aren't breathing. They'll be
broken. Tears. More tears then you ever shed. Was it them? Were
they the r...eason you did this? More tears. Pain. Every
day and every night. They'll blame themselves. Every second
of every day. what about your best friends? you think they wont
care? Imagine your principal walking into your class and
announcing your death. Your best friend will be sitting there in
tears, the girl you always smiled at but never talked to will be
crying, and the boy that kicked you under the table just to annoy
you will blame himself. What about your teacher? She'll
wonder if it's because she couldn't create a better
environment for you. Again, she'll blame herself. Pain.
Devestation. All in one. Who organizes your funeral? Who goes
through your clothes, notes, everything? Those girls that used to
bully you at school? They're gonna regret everything.
They'll blame theirselves. See, if you killed yourself today
you won't see what will happen tomorrow. You wont see
anything. You'll be dead. Not alive. Just plain dead. A
permanent solution to a temporary problem. Your family will hate
themselves for it. Your friends will fall into a depression. All
because you thought nobody cared. Well guess what? Someone cares.
This is dedicated towards anyone who ever even thought about
causing harm or death to themselves. You are loved. Whether
you're black, white, homosexual, tall, short, rich, poor,
etc. You're beautiful. You're loved. You want to kill
yourself? Think about it. Once your dead, there is no going back.
The rest of your family and friends life will be filled with
guilt, regret, and pain. That you caused. Think nobody cares?
Think again.