It doesn't take much to ask someone " are you okay ?"eve if you don't mean it .
So why doesn't anyone ask me ?
I'm not okay and I need someone to vent to . someone to tell me I'm not the only one having a hard time and encourage me ...but I guess life really isn't a movie because here I am standing ontop of a building ready to end it all .
I screamed as tears roll down my cheeks .
life sucks.
it sucks more when you are an outcast at school am when you have an alcoholic as a father who beats you up to feel better.
My phone vibrated ; a message from mom.
it read; Gracie ,where are you?
I wiped my tears and replied ; I'm sorry mom.
I am really tired and just want to rest .
With my eyes closed , I fell off the rooftop.
My phone vibrated; it's okay . you have me, by the way are you okay ?
