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My life would have been cut short if it wasn’t for that hasty intervention by fate. I ran home from school. No one was home, I opened the garage door knowing the code. ‘1023’ I thought to myself. I ran inside and locked all of the doors, I closed the curtains and kept the lights off in case someone looked inside. The medicine was locked up in a cabinet in my parent’s room, she forgot to lock the cabinet. I smiled to myself. “I can do this” I thought to myself. I grabbed two bottles of pills and jogged to my bathroom in the main hall. I opened the bottles with shaking hands and popped handfuls and handfuls of pills into my mouth, swallowing them with water in a lid from a cup we had lost forever ago. I fell asleep slumped against the bathtub, a smile on my face as I drifted into an eternal sleep. Or so I thought. I woke up in a hospital, tears running down my face knowing that I failed. I was so tired, so tired. I fell asleep and woke up in an ambulance, I was being transferred to a different hospital. I then realized how sad people would be if I had succeeded. I didn’t care and I still don’t. I know I will try again, I just don’t know how soon. I will succeed. Goodbye. Forever.
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May 18, 2017
May 18, 2017 at 9:53 AM UTC
Forever
My life would have been cut short if it wasn’t for that hasty intervention by fate. I ran home from school. No one was home, I opened the garage door knowing the code. ‘1023’ I thought to myself. I ran inside and locked all of the doors, I closed the curtains and kept the lights off in case someone looked inside. The medicine was locked up in a cabinet in my parent’s room, she forgot to lock the cabinet. I smiled to myself. “I can do this” I thought to myself. I grabbed two bottles of pills and jogged to my bathroom in the main hall. I opened the bottles with shaking hands and popped handfuls and handfuls of pills into my mouth, swallowing them with water in a lid from a cup we had lost forever ago. I fell asleep slumped against the bathtub, a smile on my face as I drifted into an eternal sleep. Or so I thought. I woke up in a hospital, tears running down my face knowing that I failed. I was so tired, so tired. I fell asleep and woke up in an ambulance, I was being transferred to a different hospital. I then realized how sad people would be if I had succeeded. I didn’t care and I still don’t. I know I will try again, I just don’t know how soon. I will succeed. Goodbye. Forever.
True story, happened on May 16, 2017
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May 18, 2017
May 18, 2017 at 9:53 AM UTC
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