RINGGG, I picked up my phone and answered the anonymous caller. “You can run but you cant hide, we will always find a way to find you, we the shadows know exactly when you are.” “W-w-what do you mean?” I exclaimed. Unfourtunatly the unknown caller hung up. Then a sudden knock on my door caused me to trip and fall, I got up and proceded to walk carefully to the door. I looked into the peep hole and saw a black figure about 4 feet away from me. Then the figure slided a note under the door. “Its me, Sarah the shadow.” I looked through the peep hole again only to find a toy on my door step

It was a old 1970 wind-up toy. Expect this one was a dog without its beady eyes. It kept repeating the same phrase over and over. “Watch out behind you.” Ignoring its warning I turned around. I was frozen in fear, Its round red eyes pierced into my soul. Its slim curvy body trotted over to me. Then I heard the front door creak open. I ran as fast as I could out the door. I ran to my neighbors house and knocked on the door, and Sarah the shadow opened the door. She was holding a pizza in her hand and whispered to me. “Want some?” With a smirk on her face. I turned around to run away and noticed that every light on the street was out. I had entered a schizophrenic state.

RINGGG, I picked up my phone and answered the anonymous caller. “You can run but you cant hide, we will always find a way to find you, we the shadows know exactly when you are.” “W-w-what do you mean?” I exclaimed. Unfourtunatly the unknown caller hung up. Then a sudden knock on my door caused me to trip and fall, I got up and proceded to walk carefully to the door. I looked into the peep hole and saw a black figure about 4 feet away from me. Then the figure slided a note under the door. “Its me, Sarah the shadow.” I looked through the peep hole again only to find a toy on my door step

It was a old 1970 wind-up toy. Expect this one was a dog without its beady eyes. It kept repeating the same phrase over and over. “Watch out behind you.” Ignoring its warning I turned around. I was frozen in fear, Its round red eyes pierced into my soul. Its slim curvy body trotted over to me. Then I heard the front door creak open. I ran as fast as I could out the door. I ran to my neighbors house and knocked on the door, and Sarah the shadow opened the door. She was holding a pizza in her hand and whispered to me. “Want some?” With a smirk on her face. I turned around to run away and noticed that every light on the street was out. I had entered a schizophrenic state.

Hitting my legs, grabbing my wrists, and calling me names is abuse. I thought I was worthless, I started cutting myself and emotionally abusing myself. To the point where I broke a hole in my screen, and climbed on top off the roof. I wanted to jump off, but I couldn't, So after my parents/grandparents found out I knew something was gonna happen. I was soon pinned to the floor by my grandpa and got yelled at. My grandma grabbed my wrists, and I proclaimed. “It hurts STOP” but she didn't she told me she knew it didn't hurt.

I'm speaking as a kid who is abused. My parents always say this isn't abuse, but I'm not retarded. Hitting my legs, grabbing my wrists, and calling me names is abuse. In 4th grade I was at the phase where I thought I was worthless, I started cutting myself and emotionally abusing myself. To the point where I broke a hole in my screen, and climbed on top off the roof. I wanted to jump off, but I couldn't, God said it wasn't my time. So after my parents/grandparents found out I knew something was gonna happen. I was soon pinned to the floor by my grandpa and got yelled at. My grandma grabbed my wrists, and I proclaimed. “It hurts STOP” but she didn't she told me she knew it didn't hurt. After I called CPS and they didn't believe me, as I had no marks on my body to prove it. My advice to young girls like me, Do something before it's too late.

Please don't worry about me. It seemed like you never cared anyway. You don't seem to notice the marks on my arms if you did see them you would think I'm just doing it for attention. I don't think you believe me when I say I want to die. You do think something is wrong with me though. You think I should be sent to a juvenile detention center. You said that with your mouth. Those were your own words. You think I'm not stable. You know what I think, I think that the reason I'm like that is because of my childhood. You hit me on the legs and grab my wrists. I shriek and tell you it hurts, but you don't care you say, "It doesn't hurt" How do you know, your not me, you cant feel what I feel. What makes this even sadder is that every time I call CPS you denied the fact that you hit me. You don't know how much pain you have caused me. I have voices in my head because of you. They tell me to remove myself. I was afraid to tell anyone because I was scared they wouldn't believe me. You made me think that I was a bad person, you made me think I was the abuser, but guess what. I'm done being outspoken. I'm done living in a life where I don't get treated like Tatum. I'm done living in a life where I cant be myself. I'm done living in a life where I feel like trash, unwanted, unloved, and unhappy. I'm done always wishing I was dead. I just wished you acknowledged the fact that your actions are not okay. I just wished you treated me the way you treat my sister. You say I should be lucky for my opportunities, I am lucky for this one. To be able to write my heart out and hope someone shows affection besides my friends. I'm lucky that my friends are supportive and more caring than anyone can ever imagine. So to my best friends, Emily, Ava, Hannah, Mary, Lily, Mariyah, Lakota. Thank you for being there for me, thank you for understanding me. I'm sorry that have to do this. Mom, Dad, Mamaw. and every other family member that loves me, I'm sorry, I'm sorry that I wish I was dead. Nana, Sis, Poppy. I'm not sorry. Sis, if I ever have the guts to kill myself, I'm sure you won't care. Tatum, I'm done living with your emotional abuse. I'm done living with my Sister, she constantly calls me a bitch. I told you about it, but you didn't believe me. That is one of the reasons I wish I wasn't here because no matter how hard I try to fix my mistakes, how hard I try to learn from them, you still don't believe me. Not even the smallest things. You don't believe when Tatum calls me names. I truly wish you would get over my past, and look at the person I've become because of them. One person I sincerely wanna give a thank you too, is my therapist, Lindsey. Lindsey, you did help me, but not anything can get me over my depression. Lindsey, I hope you never stop being a great person and it truly was a blessing to be able to tell you my feelings, without you judging. On July 23rd, 2019 Poppy said, "Stop crying you fucking baby" I swear to god at that moment I wish I would have freaking shot myself a long time ago. You're lucky, that everyone believes you and doesn't give me a freaking chance to explain what you have done to me and my self-esteem. It doesn't matter anyway. Because the more I call them the more you hate me. The more I scream for help, it fades away. It doesn't matter what you think of my behavior because we are all different! I don't give a crap what you think, I do give a crap what you do and say. Because it hurts me, either you don't realize that, or you just don't care. Either way whoever finds this probably won't believe me anyway. Whoever finds this I beg you, If I'm still alive, take my thoughts, and what I've seen into account. Because I don't want to suffer this pain.

It was a cold stormy night, I was wondering though a town looking for my sister Sparky. I soon discovered that I had entered a dark cave. Filled with unknown cats that smelled like old fishing nets. They held my sister captive. Saying I had to kill them to save my sister. I scraped the fur off their leader, and sliced his neck. He yelped in pain and slowly drived off into heaven. I had to demothish, slash, and bite other cats to get to my sister. After I killed all the cats I saw my sister in a cage half starved. The suddenly she released a tiny kit from her wings. Twig was the kits name, she was a little ginger kitten. Sparky said she had found Twig next to a lake during the winter. *click* I turned around to see humans taking pictures of us. Thats how I ended up in the news. It said "Later that evening the Homeless Shelter employyes found cats and a kitten eating hot pockets, after we discovered the cats they flew away with their rainbow wings." "We also saw a bunch of bunch of dead cats in the cave" Sparky, Twig and I ended up living with reporters. although Twigs wings were just deflopping, she could fly. She looked like a little ginger firefly. After a long time living with Sparky. I fell in love with her. We had a kit named Cinder and a kit named Teal. Thats when we ended up running away. We found a clan in the forest. TO BE COUNTINUED.

When I was 9 I had suicidal thoughts, I thought that my life had no meaning and I thought that my parents hated me. I thought my life was trash. When I 6 I kicked a glass door in an attempt to cut myself, I did. I have suicidal thoughts, MDD, anxiety, and ADHD. When I was younger I climbed on top of the roof I wanted to jump but I couldn’t. I tried to cut myself with knives, I didn’t have the guts. But now I realize that my life is great. I deserve to be alive and I value the things I have beyond belief. So if you’re ever thinking about suicide think again there are people that love you and value you for who you are. Even if you make mistakes that you can’t take away, or rumors that will never leave your heart. Remember my story, What stopped me from killing myself was the fact that my brother had a blood clot and bleeding from his brain. Then I thought about the grief that he would have gone through if you lost his sister from suicide. What if he never got to see me again. Then I cried, I thought about my family going through the grief of most likely losing a brother and then me. But my brother survived that showed me that there are miracles in this world and that God was a real thing. And that miracles can happen and to know what happened to me is just sensational