Maybe It's Time by Gabriella Mellie (ereader manga .TXT) 📖

Maybe it's time. Time to give up. I think that every night. I dream about what peoples' lives would be like without me. Would it be better or worse? Will I overcome this sadness or will I just give up? Decisions I have to make are very hard. Sadness takes over my body, mind, and soul as I lay here on a dark, gloomy night. I just watch my arm bleed. I listen to sad songs, they make me feel better. I hide it. I make sure no one knows. I don't want anyone know what I feel. I feel sad, no energy, like I have nothing to live for anymore. I used to be happy and eager to wake up in the morning... Now I'm lucky if I even get out of bed. I just stay in my room away from friends and family. I don't want them seeing me like this. So sad. I want everyone to think of me as the girl that has such a great life. I think about when I was little... What fun times. I didn't have a care in the world. Nothing going through my little head, but who I'm gonna play with on the playground. Now I have to worry about school, boys, band, sports, and a lot of other stuff. I can't think straight. I used to be a straight A student. Now I'm lucky if I have a passing grade. Nothing seems fun anymore. I don't tell my parents anything. I hide everything. I lay in bed some nights thinking "Am I gonna get up in the morning?" Hopefully I don't. So how have I gotten so far with being this sad? Well. When I'm in bed thinking I say to myself... "How can you sit there and cut yourself, when you have such a great life?" I feel so good, but bad at the same time right after I cut. I think about how good I have it. I have a great family, two happily married parents, a big house, a great education, and I have the guts to say my life sucks? There are people out there with no parents, little food, no home, and no family that loves them, and I am complaining. I hate that I'm always right when I argue with myself. So that's how I get through the pain? No, because I look at how much my friends and family actually love me. I think about how sad they would be if I died. (Not trying to sound cocky or anything) So, I made a pact that I would go out and tell people my story and hope it helps them in some way or another. I want to help change the world. I want to go to countries that need my help, and help them. I want everyone in the world to know someone out there loves them and cares. They just have to patient.
So, everyone who doesn't know if you should give up...
Don't.
Think about friends, family, and complete strangers.
Someone out there, right now, loves you.
Ponder about it...

Publication Date: 09-17-2011

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