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by Mandy May 6, 2007 category : Sadness, depression / about death
I was stressed out. I thought there Was no way to live no more. I had the knife to my Wrist. I fell to the floor . I dropped the Knife. I started to back flash, All the people Who loved me so Much. I thought about it for about Ten to fifteen Minutes. I got up and Put the knife back away. I almost died that day Until I Realized how many People really Cared about me. I am loved by so Many people I don’t know what I was thinking, That day. I am not suicidal Any more. Just a Depressed teen, That is addicted to Poetry.