My Life Story
I am useless. I am worth nothing what so ever. No one cares about me. Everyone hates me and I don't blame them. I kind of hate myself too right now. I don't deserve to live. Oh, Hi! I, uh, didn't see you there. Let me just start off by saying, my name is Tyler and I'm, well, what you call emo. I'm 13 and currently attend Linkinburry High in Chicago, Illinois. Let's just say, I have some troubles fitting in at my school. I don't think of myself as an ugly person, but apparently to others, I guess I am. Yeah, I know what you're thinking. I'm not a confident person. Well, I lost my confidence when my mom died. Then, to add on to my problems, a new kid moved into my neighborhood. His name was Kirk Warlington. He had been abused when he was a kid, so he takes it out on everyone else. He decided to start bullying me after he found out that I had had cancer when I was younger. I mean, I don't blame him. My dad abuses me too. Maybe that's why I turned out so messed up. I don't know. I guess I'm just invisible. I guess I mean nothing to this world. Well, I don't care. I'll just kill myself. No one seems to care about me. No one will care. They probably want me to kill myself anyways. I don't see why though. I mean, what have I done that makes them hate my guts so much? I really don't deserve this. I honestly don't need their crap right now. Maybe I am a bad person. I don't know. You always hear that God made you for a reason, but honestly, I think he just put me on this planet so there would be more people. I guess I'm just supposed to be a shadow, a failure, a nobody. Why should I live? I want to die. It's the only way the world will be a better place; without me. I know for sure I won't go to Heaven. So you know what that means; I'm going to hell. Well, I guess I deserve it anyways. I can't live with myself. I'm not gonna wait to die, I'm gonna commit suicide. Well, I need to move on and tell you about the rest of my life, so go on.