THIS CHAPTER HAS SUICIDE AND ABUSE IN IT!! DO NOT READ ON IF YOU ARE UNCOMFORTABLE WITH THOSE TOPICS!! LET ME KNOW AND I WILL GIVE YOU A SUMMARY OF THE CHAPTER!! 

I round the corner quickly. I have got to get home. Just as I'm coming around the corner, I ram into a girl. She looks to be around thirteen. She also appears to have been crying. "Oh my gosh! I'm so sorry!! I wasn't looking!! Listen, I have to go but here's my number! CALL ME LATER!! We can talk about what's wrong!!" I yell at her as I run home. I quickly put my key in the lock and turn it. When I open the door, I see the note. My heart drops and I run into my little brother's room. I see the rope around his neck. He sways slightly because of the open window.

I run over to him and take the murderous rope off of his neck. I pull his corpse into my lap and weep. I read the note he left.

Dear Sue, I'm sorry I made this choice. I just can't live with mom and dad anymore. I just can't. I'm not 18 like you. I won't be moving out soon. I'm stuck here for 6 more years. That's way too long. Please, keep on smiling and living. Don't worry, you'll forget about me in a couple months. Get out of the house as quickly as possible.

                                                                                                                                                                                   Love you,

                                                                                                                                                                                         James

I cry and cry until all my tears are gone. Then, I call an ambulance to take him away. I watch as the only person I loved is carried away, dead. When I get back inside my mom and dad yell at me and hit me. I grab my stuff, run to my car, and drive away. I have an apartment already. I'm going to leave, forever. My phone rings. I answer if and the voice of the girl from earlier says hi and asks if we can talk.

Hey guys!! This is Sue!! I am a 20 year old single big sister. I have my own apartment and I live with Diana. I am 5'10" and have long legs. I have short, dirty blonde hair, blue eyes, i'm not skinny but i'm also not chubby. I always have a smile on my face and I am always helping my friends out. They call me their "personal therapist." I've lived with a broken heart and soul ever since I was 10 and, just like Diana, I lived with abusive parents for 18 years. I always make sure everyone is happy!! Bye Y'all!! 

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Hey Guys!! Someone mentioned that I shouldn't write about suicide because I'm making a joke about it. I am not trying to make a joke out of this. The purpose of this is to show you how horrible suicide is and how much it hurts the people who love you. I will continue writing this because this is a story me and my friend are making and this is based off real events. If any of this hurt you and made you want to harm yourself please contact someone. The suicide hotline number is 1-800-273-8255. 

I do apologize to anyone who is offended by these stories. Stay safe!! Love y'all!!