A Short Story : A Story Of Suicide

Thank you for taking the time to meet with me this morning. I sincerely appreciate you listening to my story and offering your unique perspectives.

I would like to thank everyone who has come here today to say goodbye to a dear friend of mine and yours. A friend who was kind. A friend who loved everyone.A friend. Lennie Small was my only friend. He was my family.

On 06-06-2018, at approximately 1818 hours, I was contacted by Cpl. F. Capitano, in reference to a suicide at 11513 Lake Ridge Road. Upon arrival I met with Cpl. G. Thomas, who advised what occurred. I then entered the residence with Deputy E. Palacios, who was the first deputy on scene, Deputy B. Shannon, who is the originating deputy and Crime Scene Tech S. Mawhinney, who responded to process the scene.

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“My ex-girlfriend was taken away by the cop and taken to the local jail. My ex-girlfriend’s Dad showed up and I rode back with him to their house. Finally my parents came and picked me up. I went home and maybe got two hours of sleep, if you even call that sleep. The next morning, I went back to my ex-girlfriend’s house and she was later released from jail that day. For the longest time, we would just sit there in silence, because, what do you say? It was time to comfort one another. I not only felt bad about the whole situation, but I knew no one was going to believe me, us. Believe that a girl purposively jumped into the moving vehicle. I later learned that the girl who died had been suicidal. Earlier that day, before the accident,

I got a call from Eric Dresse nigh Sup around 9:48 pm , He informed me that he was involved in a forklift accident , while he was preforming his dutyes at night and that he hit one of the support beams by the rigisters with his forks , he informed me that he was distracted while oprationg the equipment by a noise that came from the back later he found out the it was cused by one of his employees michles while he was moving one of the shopping carts with proudects in it , he infromed me that the wheel of on of the shopping crats came off , I infromed Eric to saty off the equpments untile I arrive at the store , around 10:30 I arrived at the store and I ijnspected the Beam and the equpment involved in the accident , and took pictuers

I used to give up when things got tough, but Billy Fisher changed that. Billy showed me the growth mindset; to grow from my mistakes. He showed me to learn from the obstacles that once stopped you. Even though Billy showed me; helped me when I was almost done. He also helped me and encouraged me to stay at the cemetery; the place I almost quit, but he helped me stay and pull through the hard times.

It was a scool day and my alarm clock woke me up at 6am so i scremed at it”SHUT THE FUCK UP IM TRYING TO SLEEP.” and threw it across the room where it shattered the window and my mom instantlye started screaming at me “SHUT THE FUCK UP IM TRYING TO SLEEP” but i only hissed at her and fell out of bed. I woalked over to my closet and picked out my clothes. I was wearing a black skinny jean short skirt from hot topic and a black leather shirt with a middle finger on it from spencers and black converse shoes i got at journeys. i put on my black vans backpeck on and heded out the door. i didnt eat breakfast because thats empty calories and ill get fat. im anorexia btw.

Days dragged on and a sundry of treatments began. Relief escaped me upon acknowledging others close in age. Day by day sadness was vacated and replaced by hope. Words

This day today is a hard one for all of us. Losing a loved one is the saddest event in our lives. When you lose a loved one, your heart feels heavy and sad. And that’s what I am going through right now.

Being able to express and communicate your feelings, is easier said than done. With my condition I often find myself frustrated or depressed,

Pop the text came in, pop...pop...pop, they come in all in at once. All from my friend Kenzie: The first one just said, “Liv”, and then the next one, “OMG wake up”, and the next, “Hellooooo I'm needing you”, and then the last, “meet me on fourth street….it's urgent”.

I felt really tired of life, I just wanted to give up. After surviving my first also last time suicide, I started reaching out to people, one by one and day by day. Having the support from the people who truly understand me make me feel "safe". I started to join more club and activities to cut myself of any negative thought. Now, I am the Vice President for International Student Association and Vice President for Student Senate. I am currently enrolled in Interior Design and Health Science program with the hop that I can use my knowledge to help

Have you ever known someone who’s committed or tried to commit suicide and thought, “I wish I would’ve done something, said something, to stop it from happening?” I know I would ask myself that question everyday if I hadn’t. A few years ago, a good friend of mine thought her life was so bad she wanted to end it. I did the only thing I could think, and told the nearest teacher. It may sound so childish or stupid, but it worked. Luckily, she’s still alive and well. I’m here to make sure you can make the difference and help a person who might be, or is suicidal. Just think of what would happen if you didn’t try to help.

Someone, somewhere, commits suicide every 18 minutes. You might never be able to tell who it will be, it could be the person sitting right next . Statistics reveal that approximately three million youths, between 12-18, have either thought about or attempted suicide in the past year. More than 1/3, actually succeeded.