I must leave now. Theres no more point in my life, if there even was one. I know what you’re thinking, that I’m going to kill myself because I hate the world and everything around me. Well, that’s not true. I do love you, even if I never said it, but i always was thinking it. I hate it when I made you cry, not always physically, but also mentally. Sorry. I don’t know what it’s like to be loved. by anything, I know you all say you love me, but I just don’t believe you. You all say you know what’s best for me, but how do you know? your not me. I know I’ve pushed you away, but that’s just how I was, not easy to get to.
I am ending my life right now, with this gun in my hand, tears running down my cheeks getting this paper all wet, and these pictures surrounding me, because it is best for everyone that I am not in this world. No one will miss me, no one even noticed me. I am scared, scared of what will happen, what it feels like, and what awaits me on the other side. In this world all I do is make other people suffer along with me. I was never a happy child, eventhough I seemed like it, but I know you did your best for me.
Goodbye. I love you all and with this gun in my left hand and the pictures surrounding me I will finally end your suffering along with mine and make this world a better place, just like it was 16 years ago.