We talked about normal things like school and how my mom was out of town but I think he could sense how fake my happiness was, I think it was more obvious because I just tried to take my own life and we were childhood friends but he seemed to be trying to brush it off.
Eventually he had to leave and I sat there and just wished that I had been successful, because now I would have to live with the fact that I'm useless. I'm so useless I should've died; my eyes hurt from crying so hard. Mom wished she could come see me but she couldn't go back to Japan because of financial issues, life must be hell for her and I can't even kill my self properly.
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I got discharged and have been crying myself to sleep every night, life has become an inescapable hell that I'm stuck in. I know Kaachan took back what he said but I want to die still.
A loud knock comes through my door it sounds like it will bust down. I slowly sulk over to the door and open it it's Kaachan, he brought some food over because I don't have any. "I came to steal your knifes." He was very blunt about it "Wait what???" I said why was he coming to steal my kitchen kni- oh my x-acto.
He looks me dead in the eye "I said give me your knifes." I back up at how upfront he is and I'm slightly petrified because I don't know what I can do he's already in the house and I'm to frail to stop him, I am all out of ideas on what to do.
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RandomWARNING:This story deals with the subjects of suicide, depression, cutting and eating disorders so if any of these make you uncomfortable this might not be the story for you
