The pain i suffered i can not let go,the things i saw you would never understand let alone know,I hated myself and everything I lived for sometimes i wished i would die, or be sold as a hor, i ment nothing to anyone let alone you, So thats why i did what i had to do
Monday September 22 4:00pm
I walked to the kitchen toward the silverwear took the longest sharpest knife and held it in the air. The glare from the knife could have blinded the seeing, the shapness of the knife could have cut an actrual human being
First i took it to the rist...cut deeply, the pain i felt was not from the sharpness of the knife,but from life. a single tear fell from my eye for the thought i was going to die. Next i took it to the neck cut slightly around as the blood dripped i fell to the grounB.
Looking at the ceiling for the few minutes i had left, feeling the blood go from my neck to my chest feeling the pain of my rist I pinched it and it was not what it seemed...
I OPEND MY EYES TOO RELIZE... IT WAS JUST A DREAM