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tw! thinking about suicide
One night you come home from a long day of school, to find no one there. Once again, you are left alone to fend for yourself. For how long? You think to yourself. You never know. You could be alone for minutes, hours, or days. You never know until you aren't alone. But when they do come home, it's like a burden put back on your shoulders. And you feel the need to yell, to shout, to let it all out. But you can't. Because you know , the moment you do, you will be seen as the villain. The bad guy. The monster. And you hate it. Because you don't want to be seen that way. You just want to get through life, to get to college, get a job, get a house, have a family. Watch that family grow. But you can't help thinking how it would feel to just remove yourself from the picture. Take yourself away. How long would it be until people realized you were gone, forever?