When I was 13 and a half i try to kill myself by <Mod Edit, WildCherry: Methods>. If it wasn't for my best friend I wouldn't be here today she swim over to where I was in the water and seen I was knocked out and yelled for helped. I didn't think I would survive it at all when I woke up in the hospital. I seen my best friend right by me waiting for me to wake up so we could talk she asked me why I jumped towards those rock and I told her the whole truth about what I been feeling and how I kept on thinking about ending my life. She told me I was crazy and that I needed helped I and if I needed anyone to talk to I can talk to her. Now I am almost 17 and my family made me move away from my best friend. Saying she was a bad seed when they know she is the only thing that kept me alive. I will admit that she does drink but that it I am the bad seed not her I got her to drink not the other way around. She would go to party with me so she can watch me and make sure I got home safe and never drink if she knew I needed a ride home. She was like my mom in someways and I miss her alot I feel like I should run away and go back to my best friend. But I don't know what to do anymore.
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