Suicide.

On Thursday I was so stressed out. My grades were the worst they have been all year. I was feeling so self concious and tired, just so tired, of everything. So before I could even get on the bus that morning I decided that that night I was going to kill myslef. I'm emo but It never dawned on me to actually commit suicide. I just cut myself but I never went close to my wrist. That day I said I had enough of everthing. I cried all day. Thinking aof all the things I would miss, the things I would never get to do, the people I would never see. I got home and my mom yelled at me about my grades. That didn't help.I was so...depressed, so convinced suicide was the answer that I just went in the kitchen got a knife and ran to my closet. I started to cut and each time I would get closer to my wrist but I just couldn't do it. I couldn't hurt my family like that. I couldn't hurt my friends like that. I just couldn't...