Author's note: Y/N means your name, and this story is about suicide, so if this topic is unsettling to you, please leave, for this is a serious matter many teens face.
You listened to your music while your parents argued. You felt as if it was your fault. You had said something you shouldn't to your stepfather, and now your mom was mentally paying the price by standing up for you. You looked around, and your eyes lock on a belt. You take down your wind chime from its hook, and tied a noose with the belt. Your door was still locked. using you reading chair, you slip your head in the loop you made, and kick the chair over. You quickly put your phone on speaker and play your favorite vocaloid song. The Japanese melody flooded your room. The words translated, Your a useless, useless, useless child. The most useless child in the world. Your mom breaks in as your running out air.
"Y/N!" she screamed. And all went black.
