Today would have been Mollie’s twentieth birthday. This was her last Facebook post. Weird day.
I’m floored that I was the only one to comment.
People will probably hate me for this.
But, I don’t feel sorry for the people who post their suicidal stories on YouTube, Facebook or any other site. I also hate those index card videos. The ones filmed in black and white to make it look all deep and shit. No, I feel sad for the people who committed suicide in silence. I feel sad for the people who suffer with depression, but keep a smile on their face despite the fact that they’re dying inside. This is because those people truly feel like they have no one to turn to. They really feel alone. They don’t go to the internet with their issues because they don’t want any attention on their lives. They’re ashamed. When people post all of their personal bullshit on Facebook, all I think is that they’re looking for the attention instead of a solution.
Well hello there ;D Thanks!
OOOOH THE STARS AT NIGHT ARE BIIIG AND BRIIIIGHT
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DEEP IN THE HEEAAARRRT OF TEXAAAAS
I told my parents that I’m moving in with my boyfriend and from my mother’s reaction, you would swear I just murdered someone. Also, I know her side of the family will want nothing to do with me unless my boyfriend and I get married. Awesome.
A review of my original story on FictionPress. I LOVE CREEPING PEOPLE OUT AAHHH. Please check it out?
http://www.fictionpress.com/s/3115439/1/The-Tragic-Death-of-David-Shannon
Summary: A group of pious scientist think they have discovered the most direct contact with God. All they needed was a volunteer. But, who would volunteer to go through a procedure that would remove all five senses? David Shannon, an elderly man who claims to have nothing left to live for, would. The following text contains his last moments alive.
There was a short story (more like a mock article) on Creepy Pasta that inspired this. If I knew the author who had submitted it in the first place, I would give them credit. But, alas, it was submitted anonymously. The article type thing was titled “Gateway of the Mind” I’m sure most of you have read it.
“I’m quite shy and people think I’m aloof. I get that all the time, ‘She should not be in this position because she can’t handle it,’ and, ‘She is stuck up and doesn’t want to talk to anybody. She is miserable, and if you are miserable stop doing it.’ But do you have a choice? I want to be an actor, I am just not very comfortable talking about myself.”
She reminds me a lot of Jodie Foster. Which is funny…because they did a movie together and I almost believed that they were mother and daughter.
The Tragic Death of David Shannon
Here’s the first story I’ve published on Fiction Press.
I now have a Fiction Press account.
For my original stories. All of the writing here comes directly from my head. If you want a site for my fanfics, I forgot my FanFiction login, but I’ll be making a new one soon. I would really appreciate feedback from my Tumblr peeps on my original writing though :3
