I am starting to regret killing myself. I just could not take or understand that I may never get to stand up for myself and always give in to my fathers demands. As well as seeing the faces of my friends crying about my death, it is very depressing to see them. Even that Mr. Keating showed me light at the end of what seemed to be a long dark tunnel, had given me hope for what I wanted to do. So now he is the one responsible for my life when my father was keeping me back?
Posted on: Fri, 15 Nov 2013 03:34:08 +0000