It's a dark night.

I'm lonely.

I sigh heavily to myself and get up. I walk to my older brothers room.
Great he's sleeping, everything is according to plan.

I sneak over and grab his gun, he keeps for protection, and sneak back to my room.
I close the door without locking it and drop my suicide note on the floor.

I cock the gun and tears fall from my eyes as I put the gun up to my head.
I'm scared to die, but I want it so badly.
I put the gun down as I see one of my friends texted me, from what I can read it says; Please don't do...

The next one she sends, from what is visible, it says; I love you too muc...

I ignore her texts and raise the gun to my head once more.

I move my finger to the trigger and lightly start to put pressure until.....

BAM!!!

. . . .

The sound of a gun rings through the house. Andrew, the brother, runs to his sister's, Felicia's, room and finds his gun on the floor next to her body. She's shot herself.

Andrew picks up the suicide note and reads it;

Dear someone who cares(a.k.a no one),

I can't take it anymore. No one cares about me, no one loves me, not even myself!... I want to end it all.
I want the damn voices to shut up! They keep shouting at me, screaming and shouting, I hate it, I hate them!

So don't blame yourself that I'm gone, it wasn't your fault. It's my fault. Everything's my fault, right?

So, finally, goodbye for the last time.