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I'm Glad she Called

Miscellaneous By: Shawna
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this poem is about how my best friend.


Submitted:Feb 12, 2012    Reads: 20    Comments: 5    Likes: 1   


I'm Glad She Called

As a 16 year old with no self confidence, and no one i could trust, I was going to do it.

I was going to end all my pain in this world. I often why God put me on earth for anyways?

I prayed every night that I would die in my sleep so i wouldn't have to go through all the pain over again the next day,but i woke up dissapointed once again.

I wasn't doing very well in school either, i was in Special Ed because of my learning disability.

Everytime i got pulled out of class i thought they woulnt care if i died. That would be one less test they had to read.

I had no friends to talk to. I sat at lunch everday alone.

The night shortly after my 16th Birthday I decided I had enogh of this dissapointed world. I was going to end it.

After I got home I went straight to my room and found a jump rope and tied it to the top of my closet. I grabed a chair and stood on it while i tied the other end to my neck.

Tears fell because i guess i wanted someone to care. Then phone rang. My mom said "Shawna its for you." It was a girl name Kyrah. She told me she thought i could use a friend and that i seemed sad.

To this day her and I are Best Friends. I know that i owe her a lot because she saved my life. She is my hero and always will be. All i can say is I'm Glad She Called.





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