About two years ago. Thats when I truly shined. No, I wasn't athletic, hot, or even talkative. I was 'that nerd' you know, the one that always had her nose in a book, never talked, and only seemed to have one friend.

One day, after an argument I had with my "best friend" I hid in my room and cried. The argument was over a chair incident. And as stupid as it is now, it wasn't then. That was the day I started to have suicidal thoughts. I was made fun of, and mocked, especially on a beauty mark on my face. They called me things like "Mole Buster" and "Fatteh Kyra"

My mom was no help, I mean, she tried, but made it worse. She signed me up for anger management class WITHIN the school. My suicidal thoughts become worse everyday. Then, one day, I had an epifany: if I go now, who would takke my place? Who would tell my 4 year old sister never to become a teenager? Who would give my mom her pep talks when my dad was overseas? Who would live my life? No one. For those of you who have suicidal thoughts, think about that, you're leaving behind the friends and family you have, and you never gave yourself a chance in this world. I know your thinking to yourself: "Pft, you don't know what it feels like to-" yes I do. I lost a sibling before[my twin sis @ birth], I have seen someone die right in front of me [great-grandpa Richard] my parents have been divorced, I am/was a loser! I've been dumped, heartbroken, played, suckered, jumped, laughed at, back-stabbed, hit, punched, n kicked.
I know how you feel. Don't think you brought something new to my table. I've been around the block. And I want you to know you're not alone. So if you want to talk to someone, talk to me. I won't judge, reject, or laugh at you. I want you to know, I'm here for you.