Since nobody is my friend at school, I decide to go on social media to find new friends. I join Facebook, Twitter, Instagram, Kik, Snapchat, Vine, Tumblr, YouTube, and Google Plus. I follow a lot of people, and they follow me back. I chat with a lot of them. Sharing my stories. I feel more connected now. Everyone becomes my friends.
I scroll through posts, like them, and on occasions I would comment. Then someone comments about my story of how everything has happened throughout the years. The comment was a mean one. It read, "You should have stayed dead."
I read it multiple times. I grab my knife and slit my fucking wrists again. I have all of these mixed emotions going through me right when I slit. I haven't cut myself after attempting suicide.
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Life Is Pointless
Teen FictionJoleen Adkins, a bully victim becomes suicidal. She has been bullied for years, and now she attempts suicide by thinking that life is pointless.
