Suicide Anonymous

One day her life was so great with her two brothers and her loving mother. She had everything a 14 year old girl could ask for knowing she wasn't that rich. Yeah her mother had lung cancer but they were still happy. Then the nest day her mother went to the hospital into a coma. She could never talk to her 14 year old daughter ever again. Her daughter could never hear her mother's sweet voice again as long as she lived. Just sitting there staring at her mother half dead tarred her apart. 1

Then, a few hours later her mother died. She took a shaky breath, struggling to hold back her tears, but they came anyway. She went home after being forced to leave the hospital and she sat in her bed thinking, whey did it have to be her mother to die? Why did it end like this? After her mother's funeral she had to move across the country to someone she barley knew. Her life was so messed up and confusing now. Her life was flipped around, changed, new friends, new surroundings, and lost a mother and a brother, her oldest brother had to move as well. She didn't know how to deal with all the change. She started to suffer from depression and getting stressed about everything and/or anything that happened to her. 2

In her new life she was used, back-stabbed, and never fitted in. After her and her new family didn't get along she got even more depressed and stared to do horrible things. She started to pierce more and she started to cut. Every cut represented everything bad. She felt so guilty; how in the hell would she be able to hide what she had done?! She didn't want anyone to know but she wanted help through her new life. She tried to talk to people about it but they didn't understand and got mad at her. So, she gave up on trying to get help.3

Days, weeks, and months went by and she was getting a lot worse. She tried to hide her horrible deep scars under long sleeved shirts and coats. Everyone made her life more stressful. She ended up cutting everyday, more than once a day. Sometimes in school. But one day she was in P.E. and she took her razor and sat in a corner in the gym. She started to cut her cold arm under her coat, so no one could see. She didn't cry 'cause there are people here. Well couple of minutes pass and someone lost their basketball and came over to retrieve it.4

They got a glimpse of her and saw what she was doing. He said to her, "What are you doing....Oh my God, you're going to kill yourself!" She looked at him and just stared. He sat next to her and tried to talk to her. She whispered, "Go away!" He didn't budge. He stared at her arm and couldn't take his eyes off of it. She tried to cover her arm but he moved her coat and stared at them. He pulled up his sleeve and showed her his arm. It had those horrible deep cuts on them as well. She stared and didn't know what to say.5

He said to her, "It's okay to cut the pain away. I did but I got help. I can help you if you will let me." She whispered again, "I would like that." So they talked about their problems and why they started to cut. She found out that his mother had died too. But two years ago. He stopped cutting a year ago. He said he got over it but he still loved his mother to death. After P.E. they walked to their next class, not knowing he was in her next class. They asked to sit next to each other and the teacher said yes. So they were still talking about everything.6

He got her to stop cutting for a long time. They ended up going out and she was happier than ever. She didn't have those suicidal thoughts anymore. He was really relieved that he got her to stop and made her happy again. They were together for a long time. She didn't see it coming but after a long time he dumped her. He said he was sorry and she forgave him. Then she went back to her depressive stage again. He was the one that made her happy and forget about her problems. After that day she started cutting again.7

She was worse than she has been. They still talked but not often. She tried to tell him she was miserable but it seemed like he didn't care. Until the day she wrote him a suicide note. She was in her room about to slit her wrists and he walked in. "Don't!" he shouted, but it was too late. She was dead. Blood all around his feet. He just started again and again. He couldn't go to her funeral. He couldn't believe he didn't stop her. He thought she was still happy but...She wasn't. He felt so horrible that he begun to cut again and he dropped out of school and moved away. NO one knows where is now. Probably dead...8