Choice B) living

You were going to start cutting your other wrist. But you thought what was the point. This happens all the time. Why not end it once and for all? You grabbed the rope you had in your wardrobe. Standing on a chair you tied it to the fan. You put the looped end around your neck and stared at the wall and thought.

You thought on how everyone treated you. How they treated you like you were nothing, a waste of space, someone to mess with and someone to hurt. As you thought, you crept closer to the edge of the chair, tears streaming down your cheeks. You were so sick of it. Every time you'd come home, only to cry. You'd put up with it, but deep down it hurt you and it was tearing you apart. Every day you'd put a smile on your face, acting, pretending, that everything was ok. You had finally snapped. It had all just built up and you wanted to end it all.

But... What about the small few who do care? What about your little sister/brother who needs you to guide them through life? What about your boyfriend? What about your parents? You know they have their problems too, and you want to make it worse for them by ending your life? You know they care for you but you say they don't. You think they don't care, but you don't let them in. You act as if everything's ok. All you have to do is ask them for help and let them in. They do care and their there for you. You just have to make the first move.

You realised you were getting close to the edge and stopped. You moved back to the centre of the chair, and looked to the ground. How could you be so selfish. Yes, your hurting, but if you end your life. All your doing is spreading your pain and hurting them. You then remove the rope from your neck, and untied it from the fan. Stepping off the chair, you throw the rope the bin. You were about to put your chair back till your door opened.

"Sis!! Your boyfriends here!" Your little sister/brother said as she/he walked into your room. "What are you doing?" She/he asked.

"Nothing." Your replied. "Come on." You smiled as you and your sister/brother walked down stairs.