Save Me From Myself

Im standing on the edge of the rock cliff. What happens if i would just jump? Would it be like flying or would it be like living? I can't stop thinking about Michael. What he said yesterday on the pier.

I sit down on a big rock and think about school and how it use to be. Will it be diffrent here. I mean its a whole different area. I take out my phone and quickly go on my Instagram. I haven't posted since i left on the plane. I Haven't dared to look at my DM's since i came here. They were always would make me break down. But i opened the little box in the corner to see i had new DMs. I clicked the first on. It was from a boy that had done the worst thing in the world to me last year. His username is dirtyredneck224.

There was a picture attached of something i had sent to him my freshman year. It was a picture of my boobs. But the comment he had was ' why would you even feel proud of those things? i thought someone's boobs were sabouse to be bigger than their stomach but i guess thats nothing close to you. Fat ass. Maybe you should move to Wisconsin because thats were the cows belong' I'm not as fat as that now i actually have lost about 40 pounds since then. The next comment down was " hey slut i heard what happened to your mom. I would have sent you away also because your just a worthless peice of shit. Your mom probably doesn't want you any more. SO do the world a favor and kill your self"

I backed out of that conversation and went to the next one down. It was a group conversation>

'charlie if you see this go die'

'your such a fucking slut no one needs you '

' your such a whore no one no boy likes you anymore, Hell i don't think if you turned lesbo that any girl would like you'

' the world could definitely function alot better without charlie'

"i agree with every one on here that charlie is a worthless slutty whore and deserves to die. Even better if she killed her self'

those words stuck out to me. IF SHE KILLED HER SELF. Maybe if i try again it will be better maybe if i try again i will succeed.

i walk over to the edge on the cliff and tip my toes over the edge. I could hear the water hissing as it hit the rock below. This is my chance to let go. I put my arms up and out. i feel free kinda like happy but relieved that this will be happening for real

"STOP DON'T JUMP!!!!" i turn around to see Michael with his silvery hair. His eye are wide and he has his hand out in front of him.

"Its Not like anyone would miss me" I shrug for i try to lean out and all but i feel a pari of hand grab my waist and pull me up.

"I would"

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