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This is where Stories that people have done and sent to me ..  to note these stories better be your own and not on one elses.. if u have Stories that you would like  to share email me at lydiaevans_ns@hotmail.com please as a subject write Stories and your name

The Sad one who ended the pain

 

She was a very quiet person in class. She would hardly speak up even though she had friends in class, not to mention that she sat with them everyday. Just she didnt feel the happiest to even be there to exist in the world. She would walk around each day at lunch and in the morning with not a smile to call her own looking at everybodys happiness wondering where hers has gone. Her name was Lisa Hays and she was in her last year of high school. They say high school is supposed to be a great year but for her it wasnt. With stress of school and her work  she had no time for herself. Each day Lisa would find it really hard to get up in the morning to go to school knowing what she had too face. One day in class I notice how Lisa was acting she was more depressed then ever, she was sitting by herself on the other side of the class writing stuff in her little blue book she takes with her all the time. The friend I am walks up to her knowing that she might need a friend. I say hello to her and she replies with a sad soft voice. I try to make a conversation to see if she will open up to me, so that I would no the true feelings of her and why shes constantly down. Lisa just answers in to or three word sentences nothing more. I think to my self that its not making much of a conversation and maybe she doesnt even want me around. I go back to my seat in class but before I do, I tell Lisa that anytime she needed to talk I was there even though she really didnt know me. Each day passed and I would say Hi to Lisa every time I went to class or seen her in the hallway. And this one day shocked me the most, Lisa wasnt in class nor did I see her in the halls I notice her friends there sort of upset but it didnt clue in till I saw the principal telling her teacher, the teacher that Lisa got along with so well. I could see in the teachers face how sad this situation had become. I showed no emotion as I entered the room making sure I didnt say anything to target the class. When the teacher brought up enough courage he told the class and what happen to Lisa Hays. Lisa hays had killed herself by overdosing on some medication she found in her house.

What would make her kill herself people kept asking herself they put all the pieces together, friends good grades everything fit but didnt make sense. It was one of those things that couldnt be answered. So another one gone and there are always more to come .

If anyone you know feels upset or always down make sure you keep good eye on them they may not be like type of people who would hurt themselves in that way but you never know

 

This story isnt true, but it can be true so very easily when it comes to teenagers and suicide

 

Story done by Poetic Vampire