Ever since I started smoking, my life had become worse. Now I'm always too tired to go to class, so my grades have been dropping. Also, I think from me smoking so much, Lilith is developing asthma. I don't want Lilith to end up like her sister. So last night, I crawled into my closet, pulled out my keys, and cut myself. The feeling of the blade piercing my skin made me feel better. After I came out of the closet (not like that!!), I looked up and saw Katie standing in front of me.
"Oh! Hi Katie!" I said, trying to avoid talking about my cuts
"Sam, I know what you've been doing. You have to stop. You're killing your own daughter, and yourself."
"I'm 19, I can do what I want," I said, pushing past her
"Not when you have Lilith around."
"Look, don't bring Lil into this."
"I have to. She doesn't deserve this. And neither do you."
I picked up Lilly, she was coughing. I held her close to me. She tried to pull away from me and reached for Katie. She picked my daughter up.
"Am I really that bad of a mom?"
Katie put her arm around me. "Oh, honey... You're not a bad mom."
I pushed away her arm. "I need some time to think."
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I went down to one of the campus' gazebos. As I sat down, I pulled out another cigarette and lit it. I thought that this would help me. Katie was right. I was sinking into depression. If this keeps up, I might lose Lilith. I can't let that happen. I want to be better. I want Lilith to have a better life. But how?
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Danny's POV
I sat down at my desk and logged on my computer. As I browsed through my e-mails, I saw one that was from Sam, and it was labeled: I'm Sorry. It read:
Danny,
I'm sorry that you had to find out this way, but I've decided to end my life. Don't try and stop me because by the time you read this, I'll probably be dead already. I just want you to know that I'll always love you no matter what. I'm giving Lilith to you because, after all, she is your daughter. I couldn't bear it if you put her up for adoption. Just, always let her know that I loved her. That what I did was because I cared about her, and wanted her to have a better life. I'm sorry.
Truly Yours,
Sam
Oh, shit! I thought as I packed my things quickly, went ghost, and flew out of the room
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Katie's POV
As I walked towards the Dunkin Donuts® for a latte, I saw on my phone that I had a message from Sam. She said:
Hey Katie, it's Sam. I thought about what you said and I'm sorry to tell you this, but I've decided to do something drastic. Don't try and help me, because when you hear this, I'd probably have already committed suicide. Don't think that this is your fault. It isn't, it's mine. I want you to know that I'm doing this for Lilith and Lilith only. She deserves a mom better than me. I know she does. Tell her that the next time you see her. See ya. click
Oh, my God. "Sam!" I screamed as I ran back to our dorm
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Sam's POV
I sat there with the gun pointed at my left temple. Tears flowed down my cheek once again. But this would be this last time. I'm going to kill myself and that's final. I never thought that this is how I'd end up, sitting in a closet with a gun to my head, ready to die. I slowly started to pull the trigger when I heard someone scream, "Sam! No, don't!"
(A/N: People, I'm not sending out a message that I think smoking, cutting and committing suicide is cool. It's not, it's a serious matter. So don't think that I'm telling you to do it. I'm not. My best friend committed suicide a few years ago. I miss her a lot. She only did that because she felt that no one cared about her and she wasn't loved. She was, by all of her friends. But now it's too late. MESSAGE: Think about the consequences before you pull the trigger or light up or something else like that)