Triggering (Suicide): Erika (Short story)

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It was just to much. Everything led her to this. Non-stop fighting at home. Fighting between everything,even her parents. Making her not only dread going home, but scared to go home. No place is safe. School is full of people who hate her, only wanting her gone.

With everything important to her slowly being taken away, she is finally done. Done being told what to do. Done being told she's not good enough. She is done being constantly reminded she isn't wanted.

They're no longer going to see her in the hall, smiling through her pain. No longer will she cause any fights at home. "Now you all can be happy," is the note she left lying next to her pillow, where her dead body lay.

Only her grave saw who she was, as she went to meet Jesus. The world has one less beautiful girl, one less writer, one less best friend, one less sister, most of all one less soul. A human being strong as rock, pushed past her boundreys, made to feel worthless. There is one less blessing in the world. One that cannot be replaced.\




its to late to change the title but it looks a lot shorter on here than the paper so im changing it to a poem