suicude

I killed myself last night,i just wanted it to end,so i took a bottle of pills,
hoping it would kill me.I sat there with a smirk on my face thinking how
wonderful it would be,to finally be in heaven and all the pain and sorrow
to have gone.I.I sat there thinking how I would be leaving all the things i had ever known
and how great it would be.I suddenly got scared and as i thought of all the things in life i would miss.
I would never go to college,get married or have a baby.I would never be able
to watch the sunset,i would never be able to travel to all the places i wanted to.
I would never be able to see the rain,or feel the snow.
I would never be able to become a famous writer like i had wanted too.I
looked around the room and saw a picture of my family and i realized that i
would miss them.I suddenly didn't want to die,i wanted to live,to grow up and
have a job and a family.There was so much that i wanted to do,
sixteen years wasn't enough time to live,there was so much i could still do
,i went to the bathroom and tried to throw up the pills,i couldn't,i called 911 ,
i sat on the couch and tried to keep my eyes open,i didn't want to die.Suddenly
everything went black,and i was here.Its not heaven and if it is its not like i thought
it would be.it's cold and dark here and I'm lonely.i didn't want to die,i wanted
to live,i don't know why i took those pills,i really had so much to live for,
now I'm stuck here in this place for eternity wondering"why"?