by Miracle Harris

Created on: November 02, 2010

I was never teased or abused
Not that I'm allowed to say
I tie my hair in a ponytail
And prepare for the rest of the day

I'm in 4th grade and today is gonna be tough
I've missed school all week again
I know that I'll get looks
I pull out my notebook and take out a pencil
My best friend sits down next to me
I laugh as she arm wrestles

With her crush since 3rd grade
If only she knew what he's gonna put her through

She asks me why I've been gone
I say I was sick and start to hum a song

Eventually I get a headache and fake sick to go home
I know my mum is drinking when she can barely answer the phone
My aunt comes to get me and drops me off
I take the elevator up and slowly walk across

The tiles that lead to my front door
The place where I don't feel safe anymore
I hesitate before reaching for the doorknob
I think to myself, "this is my chance"
No more late night sobs

I take a step back and a few tears fall
I know this is what I have to do
I've got nothing to lose at all
I whisper goodbye and say I love you guys

I quickly run down the stairs, my tears making a disguise
I don't know if I'm running to something
But I know what I'm running from
I know if I had stayed another night
I would have used daddy's gun

I ranaway that day afterschool
I don't know if they called the FBI
But I don't even want to know
Because either way the answer will make me cry

All I want them to know
Is that I made it out alive
They will be proud of me then
I wasn't another suicide

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