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Teen Suicides Might be Related
Officials say that the two suicides that happened this weekend Might be related. It was just found out this morning that Mike, 14, and Colette, 13, were boyfriend and girlfriend. It is suspected that Mike commited suicide after finding out that Collette had commited suicide.
Mike............
Blah blah blah blah....how could this possibly happen? Blah blah blah blah....always happy as a child.....blah blah blah blah....good student.....blah blah blah blah....lots of friends......always the same story when a teen commits suicide. Oh, you want to knopw who I am? I'm Mike...yeah, from the newspaper article. How am I talking to you? Good question...well, since I seem to have an audience, might as well tell my life story. You say you don't want to hear it? Then too bad, go and leave...you'll be sorry though!!
Well, let's start from most recently. I killed myself. But you already know that. But you want to know why, right? Too bad, not telling you...hehehehe...hehe..OK, it's not funny anymore. I killed myself because Colette died. I couldn't bear the thought of living without her. I can understand why she did it, I mean her life was pretty fucked up. With that evil step-dad and all, I mean she was unhappy most the time. But I wish she hadn't. But oh well, we're together now. She's right here, though I doubt you can see her or hear her...she says hi. Anyways, Anyways, yup, I killed myself. I stuck the gun up to my head and *BAM!* instant death. It didn't hurt at all, it felt like...nothing. Absolutely nothing. I felt nothing, except maybe all my worries go away...but yet it didn't feel like relief. What? You siad I would feel pain when the bullet first hit my brain? Yeah, but that was so breifly I barely felt it. It WAS intense, I will admit, for the split second or so that I felt it. Then it became emptiness...devoid of feeling, but not of thought. Anyways, enough of that...we're going back....way back...NOT! Just back a few months or so. Yeah, a few months sounds good. Keeps me from talking about how it felt to commit suicide...yup, that's good.
That's when I got back together with Collette. Man, did I mention how much I love her? You may be asking why I dumped her if I loved her so much. Well, there were a bunch of excuses-she deserves better than me seeing as she's the best, we would be better as friends, etc-and it seemed like a good like a very good at time. But afterwards, my reasons just turned into weak sounding excuses that fell apart. Pretty pathetic, huh? Well, one wonderful night, she and I got back together. She was happy, I was happy, we were all happy. Wait, who's we? I don't know, gimme a break, I'm dead here. Anyways, Colette seemed to brighten up a lot after that. I was surprised that a simple thing like me loving her could make her so happy. Anyways, yeah...enough about that...lets go back a little while before....I'm telling this story backwards, remember?
Yup, I remember the day Colette and I got together..it was hot in her room, and she said so, but then a minute later, she had said it was coller because she had turned down the heat. Me, wanting to surprise her by telling her I liked her back (you see, I already knew she liked me) and be a smartass, I said "Oh darn, I was hoping you'd have to strip!!" She was surprised, needless to sya, and yeah, that's how we got together. Anyways, what happened before that that was worth mentioning?? Hmmm....
Well....um...stuff! I had a stepparent too....a stepmom.....also told me I was worthless and stuff. I messed with her mind, and my dad divorced her, thank god. I wouldn't be as cool as I am now if I still had to deal with her...well, as I was, rather.....you know what I mean, right? Well, anyways, yeah....that wasn't a very happy time in my life. She was always punishing me and making me do extra work. She lied to my dad so he wouldn't know what was going on. Had a hellholish time while she was there. Like I said, glad my dad divorced her. Oh, I lived with my dad...did I mention that? probably not....you probably didn't even know my dad was divorced until you read step-mom...anyways, I'll talk about that now...
Yu, my dad and my mom divorced when I was really young. My mom skipped town and I didn't see her until much later, like 7 years later. It was very strange. it didn't help that she was gone the whole time my step-mom was harrassing me. I mean, I was a little kid with someone telling me I was worthless and thinking that my mom hated me because she wasn't around....oh well, No time to think about that..well, there is, I mean I have an eternity but by now you guys are all probably annoyed with me, right? Right. Too bad if you aren't. Well, there's not much more important things that happened in my life. There's one more thing I can think of. I was born. Yup, I was born, a little baby...heh, I'm dead and I'm talking about being born, how ironic is that? Don't think anything else important happened. But then again, I might not think some of the stuff is important because I lived through it. Anyways, yeah, my life was boring and sucky. Well, if you don't mind, Colette and I are going to go and hang out now...bye bye! See ya! Well, no I won't but...whatever! BYE!
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