Have you ever tried to save someone, but then you ended up needing help? I helped a girl from suicide thoughts, but I ended up going to rehab. The moral of the story is help people but don’t involve your self.

It was like any other night of the summer, staying up late and having fun, when I decided I wanted to start getting ready for bed I was still talking to J. and the conversation was pretty normal. I got into bed and I planned on talking to J. until she was ready to go to bed her self. Things were going pretty good; although I was tired and wanting to go to sleep I wanted to stay up with J. because I loved talking to her. She hadn’t texted back for a while and maybe I should’ve gone to bed because when she texted things got to be too much for both of us.

She texted back “I could end it” and I replied back “end what?” and she replied back saying “my life...” At this point I didn’t know what to think; I really didn’t know how to react or what to say. So I replied back the best way I thought and I wanted to show her how much I cared and how other people may react. I told her that I would hurt myself if she did that. Right away she said that she wouldn’t do that as long as I was safe. We ended our conversation shortly after because she had summer school the next day.

The next day I woke up to the sound of my mother’s voice, now I found this odd because I was at my grand parents home and she had to be at work. My mother told me that she was taking me to get some lunch, so I went to grab my shoes from my uncle’s room and when I entered my uncle asked “Did you say you wanted to kill your self?” I responded back quickly by saying “of course not why would I?” My mother took me to Wendy’s and half way through my meal she asked “have you told anyone that you wanted to kill your