Suicide.

I just read the longest Facebook status ever.

"Wanna kill yourself? Imagine this. You come home from school one day. You’ve had yet another horrible day. You’re just ready to give up. So you go to your room, close the door, and take out that suicide note you've written and rewritten over and over and over. You take out those razor blades, and cut for the very last time. You grab that bottle of pills and take them all. Laying down, holding the letter to your chest, you close your eyes for the very last time. A few hours later, your little brother knocks on your door to come tell you dinners ready. You don’t answer, so he walks in. All he sees is you laying on your bed, so he thinks you’re asleep. He tells your mom this. Your mom goes to your room to wake you up. She notices something is odd. She grabs the paper in your hand and reads it. Sobbing, she tries to wake you up. She’s screaming your name. Your brother, so confused, runs to go tell Dad that “Mommy is crying and sissy won’t wake up.” Your dad runs to your room. He looks at your mom, crying, holding the letter to her chest, sitting next to your lifeless body. It hits him, what’s going on, and he screams. He screams and throws something at the wall. And then, falling to his knees, he starts to cry. Your mom crawls over to him, and they sit there, holding each other, crying. The next day at school, there’s an announcement. The principal tells everyone about your suicide. It takes a few seconds for it to sink in, and once it does, everyone goes silent. Everyone blames themselves. Your teachers think they were too hard on you. Those mean popular girls, they think of all the things they’ve said to you. That boy that used to tease you and call you names, he can’t help but hate himself for never telling you how beautiful you really are. Your ex boyfriend, the one that you told everything to, that broke up with you.. He can’t handle it. He breaks down and starts crying, and runs out of the school. Your friends? They’re sobbing too, wondering how they could never see that anything was wrong, wishing they could have helped you before it was too late. And your best friend? She’s in shock. She can’t believe it. She knew what you were going through, but she never thought it would get that bad… Bad enough for you to end it. She can’t cry, she can’t feel anything. She stands up, walks out of the classroom, and just sinks to the floor. Shaking, screaming, but no tears coming out. It’s a few days later, at your funeral. The whole town came. Everyone knew you, that girl with the bright smile and bubbly personality. The one that was always there for them, the shoulder to cry on. Lots of people talk about all the good memories they had with you, there were a lot. Everyone’s crying, your little brother still doesn't know you killed yourself, he’s too young. Your parents just said you died. It hurts him, a lot. You were his big sister, you were supposed to always be there for him. Your best friend, she stays strong through the entire service, but as soon as they start lowering your casket into the ground, she just loses it. She cries and cries and doesn't stop for days. It’s two years later. The whole school talks to a counselor/therapist at least once a week. Your teachers all quit their job. Those mean girls have eating disorders now. That boy that used to tease you cuts himself. Your ex boyfriend doesn't know how to love anymore and just sleeps around with girls. Your friends all go into depression. Your best friend? She tried to kill herself. She didn’t succeed like you did, but she tried… your brother? He finally found out the truth about your death. He self harms, he cries at night, he does exactly what you did for years leading up to your suicide. Your parents? Their marriage fell apart. Your dad became a workaholic to distract himself from your death. Your mum got diagnosed with depression and just lays in bed all day. People care. You may not think so, but they do. Your choices don’t just effect you. They effect everyone. Don’t end your life, you have so much to live for. Things can’t get better if you give up. I’m here for absolutely anyone that needs to talk, no matter who you are. Even if we’ve NEVER talked before, I’m here for you. Copy and paste this as your status to show people there are people out there that care. Yes, I definitely care. "
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You know I find it funny. Okay not funny. Im just really raged right now, because this this ruined my mood. Like first thing first, why do you make my social site so miserable at wee hours? 

Second, think about it, why does one wanna kill themselves. Why does one ever had the thought to suicide. Why do you wanna offer a hand when they are at the stage of killing themselves? Why weren't you there earlier. You friend right, thus I believe that you should know about what is going on. Why do you wait till the very last resort to save someone. To ensure that you don't feel guilty when this person dies? Or to make yourself look like a good person just because you were one of those people who wanna help. 
Some may say, I am being unfair. That you have a life, how could you just pay attention to someone who is trouble. Okay. you have a life, why pay attention when they wanna kill themselves? What makes you think, that you were this person who never cared at all before, but just care when I am gonna kill myself is really gonna make me not kill myself?

Third, why the fuck do you always bring a little kid into this stories. Really. To increase the sympathy level? Or make the individual know that there are people for you. So when you are in this state, where you little brother doesn't know anything about suicide, and when he grows up he kills himself. Really. Which idiotic asshole would ever take an idiotic decision. Maybe it runs in the blood that the family is an idiot. Like seriously. Someone cutting themselves, or taking pills, or even consuming alcohol, to hurt themselves. They suffer. And this gives lesson to people like this little brother to not do it. 

Blah blah blah. The story goes on. 
(The ending is pretty interesting though)

Forth, "Everyone knew you, that girl with the bright smile and bubbly personality. The one that was always there for them, the shoulder to cry on. " 
So why does this person with all this characteristic, would ever want to kill themselves. They one who were always there for everyone, although she knows no one would ever be there for her . And at one point of life, she gives up. Why? Because you were to fucking selfish to be there for someone who was there for you. And what you do when she gives up. You post a fucking Facebook status about it. Really.  Why weren't you there? You had a life right, and you were amazingly selfish to take at least 10 minutes of your fucking 24 hours to give you all the happiness this girl gave to the whole fucking town who knew her.

You know, if someone really cares, they would show it. No one would just silently care for you. Who would ever just silently care for you. Yup, its true that someone's life doesn't revolve around ours, we have our own thing to do. The problem is us. We depend so much on someone. That we only wanna get our shit done. We don't care, what others are going through. We believe that, everyone is in tip top shape if you are. This world is not like that. Not everyone is like you. Not everyone has the same tolerance of pain. Some can get over something in split seconds, and others may take years. Some can just move on tomorrow, and there are some who can't move on at all. We should never ever think that everyone is like us. There are many ways for someone to release their pain. And your's maybe food and mine maybe alcohol. At the end of the day, this other person wants exactly what you wanted, the difference is she was not selfish and she didn't use people, but used whoever you can get to achieve what you want. 

Don't go saying things that you know you can't do. Whats the point of posting this? To create awareness or to boast about what a wonderful person you are. At one point, we are all selfish. Including me. I am. I do things that I shouldn't, but as I grew older, I realize how much the pain is affecting me and I tend to take it out on other people too. I am being selfish, but look we are not perfect. We can't stop someone from giving up. Don't say things that you know you wouldn't do. If I were to tell you all my problems, you would just be this gossip messenger who wants to tell the world about what others are going through. We live in a world that no one genuinely cares. At one point, they will give up on you. 

Read the ending again. Do you really care about the girl who suicides or do you care about the people who was affected by this? Read it again. Again. and Again. Think, at the end, you cared for that brother, that best friend, the parents, the town, the teachers, that boy, those girls, you ex boyfriend but no one cared about you. Think about it, what the point of writing this, and then ending it, with the same reason, for why this person first decided to take those pills or cut herself with the razor. To realize that no one cares. Why do we wanna care so much when we reach the dead end?

Look at this story, the whole story revolves around the fact that how much it effected other because of this girl actions. The first rule to care, is to tell them you are there for them. Not talk about what others are going through because of our actions. You know this status would be so much better, if it were written like this.

Look at yourself, look at the reflection this mirror gives. Do you see the beauty that I see. Look how much attention had God paid to create you. Just stare at it for a moment. Now imagine this. Do you think that beautiful freckled skin of yours deserves to have scars. Do you think that 20 cents razor, has the authority to get through that skin of yours. The past years, this body, that made you see all the precious and beautiful things in life, do you think its worth it, for that body to be with filled with toxics. Just because you can't get through another day of agonizing pain. Think about how strong you are because of that pain. Think about that sunrise you love, that you are gonna see it tomorrow. Don't you think that beautiful eyes of yours deserve to see the beauty of the sun or even moon? There's no one who can love you as much as you can love yourself. Throw that paper which is covered with your tears, write a letter to yourself, about how much you love you and sent the letter to yourself. By pos and receive it after a few days. Do you remember the day, that your dad took you to the park. How happy you were. That you would do it all over again. Or the day, where you had the amazing meal your mum made at home, and you didn't have to pay a single cent for it. Do you think that you deserve to miss all this in life? That love to received from them? Everything you had all this years, down the drain, because of this one night that you can't get through. Your little brother, how you thought him ABC and how  he always never fails to put a smile on your face because of his innocence. Yup, that day in school, where you got an award for the cleanest classroom. How the whole school had to cheered for you and your friends even when you know deep down, they all wished it was them. Why do you wanna give up now. You got something, at least cleanest class. Yes, those teachers who made you suffer through one year, because you just hated Science too much. But you did. You passed it, thanks to their pressure. It was a good feeling right, to pass the paper you hated the most. Not forgetting how much you disliked the mean girls, but yet still you faced them so boldly, although those word hurt you so badly, why now you wanna give up. You got through it that time, and you definitely can get through it now. You should wake up tomorrow, and prove to them that no matter what they say, you are strong enough to face them, yup, that best feeling ever. Don't you wanna do it tomorrow. Do you remember that night, you and your best friend, had one of the best nights ever, sitting in, watching funny videos on youtube and having cheap alcohol, just to pass a night. And that euphoria feeling you had, don't you wish to do it again with this best friend of yours, sit all night and just talk crap and behave like a 10 year old again? And that boy, who knows how beautiful you are but he just hate your freaking guts that he don't tell you what he thinks about you. And keeps on going on and on and on about how bad you are just because he knew he lost the chance of getting to be with you? Don't you wanna torture him a little more tomorrow. And that ex boyfriend of yours who knows everything about you and finally dumped you. Don't you wanna show him that you have the potential and the ability to love someone more that you have loved him? You have already gotten this far, why do you wanna end all this little things right now, just because you can't put yourself to bed tonight. Its just one night, compared to all the joyous night you had before. Now stare at that mirror again. Think about everything, think about that moment you laughed so hard till your stomach hurt. Don't you think you deserve that, all over again? Giving up now, is not gonna do justice for yourself. Not after achieving so much in life. Creating so many memories. Now just see how much they are all gonna miss the amazing you? How much you are gonna miss yourself? No matter what life throws you, pick up the pieces and strut your stuff like no one ever can because you are beautiful inside and out and this entire town deserves to see that. 

I think this would make such an amazing story :')