Hi my name is Nelia
I am seventeen years old
I live in a place they called squatter
I work at a factory of sadness
I started working when I finished high school
So I was like fifteen years old when I started working
My father is a bastard and my mother is ambitious
My father is drowned to alcohol
while my mother is addicted to gambling
I have two brothers, the other one is from hell
and the other one is from heaven (deceased)
Early in the morning I can hear my mother yelling
She has a foul mouth and she speaks foul words
My father just got home and again he's drunk
My breakfast is the fragrance of garbage
Since there's no food in the dinning table
My everyday routine is simple
Wake up - Fixed my bed made of recycled carton
Take my bath - Go to work - Go home in the evening
Bring food for my misfortunate family
I was never contented of the life that I have
Our house was never been a home to me
It's more like a hell
My brother faced death when he was twelve
and that's because of insufficiency of nutrition
I feel pitty for him, he was never been happy
he haven't explore what life is
it's maybe a cliche but I guess
those who have good hearts
easily rest in peace
I don't really know why I'm still here
maybe I'm not that good after all
One day when I was alone in our house
I decided to think of something but
unconsciously I was gazing at the rope
It's lying in the corner very helpless and useless
so I decided to make it useful
I strangle it in my neck and hang myself
Yes! I took suicide...
I took suicide because I'm sad
They said only lunatics took suicide but
I'm not lunatic, I took suicide because I have
my own reasons I don't want to live in hell
our house is like hell
my family is like demons in disguise
and I'm like a sandwich spread
stuck in the middle of two sandwiches
it's hard to breath now...now that I'm stuck
with this rope...I want to die now and
never feel the sorrow and pain that I'm feeling now
so I close my eyes and stop breathing

Keyword: suicide

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Posted by Dirkin 2008-05-29 12:10:44 .... This is powerful writing, I think. The layout makes it seem like a poem almost. The narrator paints a pretty bleak picture of her life and family. I liked some of the more offbeat ways of describing people: one brother from heaven and one from hell. This would be a devestating note to find after a suicide, very sad + Report this comment
Posted by lemon 2008-05-29 12:35:36 .... yeah this would be bad to find as a suicide note. sad indeed + Report this comment
Posted by sTiCkFiGuRe 2008-05-29 12:47:31 .... I think i'd kill everyone else instead. Or maybe should have gotten a puppy to give her attention and love...second thought, all that crap to pick up...nah, she did the right thing,,,check please. + Report this comment
Posted by topsyturvywords 2008-05-29 12:55:56 .... @dirkin i'd rather put it that way so that readers will not be having a hard time reading it i'm glad you like it :) + Report this comment
Posted by topsyturvywords 2008-05-29 12:59:02 .... @lemon indeed loneliness @stickfigure that's brutal if you will kill them...she's just 17 and a girl.. girl's are more emotional than being brutal... *** thanks for the comments much appreciated :) + Report this comment
Posted by resistanceisfreedom 2008-05-29 15:11:19 .... yes sad for sure. it seemed like suicide is what she truly wanted and she felt as though there was nothing left for her in the personal hell she was living in. i hope after death she finally recieved everything she wanted. good sad story. + Report this comment
Posted by topsyturvywords 2008-05-29 17:44:15 .... @resistance is freedom it's quite of a true story though... many kids are working for their family specially here in our country :) + Report this comment

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