I sigh as I walk in to my lonely house, no parents to be seen for miles.'Another day of it. The bullying, the abuse, all of it.' I thought as I headed to my room.

Once I was there, I closed the door and land on it, sliding down slowly, due to the friction of my jacket. "When did it all start?"I asked to nobody as the memory came into the forefront of my mind.

~~~Flashback~~~

I was walking towards my first class of the day when the cutest boy in our year shoved me right into the lockers on the right side of me.

"Hey man?!"I yelled, grabbing the stuff I dropped onto the ground. He just laughed and spat on me.

"Watch where you're going, Fag" he said as he walked to his next class. I freeze, eyes impossibly too wide to be normal. I open my mouth to try and say something, nothing coming out of my mouth. I soon stand up, slowly. I then did it. I turned around and ran, tears falling from my face.

I soon reached my house, tears tracks on my face as I headed to the bathroom with a knife in hand.

"One for being a fag, one for being stupid, one for being worthless,..."And so on as I counted off reasons for a new cut to be made on my arm.

I soon find 20 cuts on me. I smiled all throughout it, embellishing the pain. I started to laugh. To the point where my throat started to hurt.

After cleaning the blood off, I ambled to my bedroom. As soon as I got there, I flop on my bed, a maniacal smile on my face.

~~~End of Flashback~~~

I sigh and pick myself up once more, grabbing my trustworthy friend and heading to the only place of sanctuary, the bathroom. I start to smile, the same one when I first started to cut, when I got to the bathroom. I chuckled as I brought the knife to my skin, the scars that were starting to fade.

I push the blade into it again, going deeper this time. I start to laugh maniacal as I see the blood slowly drip off my arm, onto the floor.

I don't know how I got there, but I ended up with more cuts that usual. I smile at the thought of leaving this horrid world as I start to see dark spots cloud my vision. How happy I would make everyone by just, vanishing. I raise the knife to my stomach, pushing the tip into it, but not enough to break skin.

My smile widened as I push it forward, blood spurting out of my mouth. I pull it back out, only to make it go to my neck. I positioned it so all I had to do was drag it and I would finally leave this wretched place.

Then I did it.

I slit my throat, making my vision turn to blackness.

~~~A Month Later~~~

~~~*** PoV~~~

Sky Does Minecraft

January 3, 1986-March 30, 1999

'You will always be loved'

-Parents Of Sky Does Minecraft

The gravestone said as he laid the flowers next to it.

"I-I...I'm so sorry Sky...I wish I could have been there for you..."He whispered into the wind, never to be heard. And with that, he shakily stood up and walked away, tears silently going down his face.

'I will always love you' Ty though as he headed back to the car to go home.'I just wish I had the courage to tell you before this happened...'