Kylie Walter,a beautiful damsel who's made several attempts to run away from her present life and everything that's surrounds it due to the circumstances and challenges of life she's faced with.
  A young adult who's life been lived all through with depression
And all she has in mind is to bring her life to a stand still, to commit a suicide.

Read through to know what happens to Kylie Walter, will she end her life or would she not?.

TEN WAYS TO END MY LIFE

I've learnt so much this year I mumbled to myself... 


I've learnt that things don't always turn out the way you plan in life, or the way you think they're supposed to; even plan B's fail. 


 I've learnt that some things in life are just meant to go wrong and can not get fixed most atimes or get pulled back together the way they were. 


 I have learnt that some broken things stay broken. 


 My childhood friend and the only person who understands me. 


 Caring, Average height and damn she has a good sense of fashion, unlike me. 


"Kylie!!",Pretty shouted my name from downstairs. 


staring at myself one last time before going downstairs 


 What if everyone laughs at me again? I asked myself 


"Kylie!! Can you come downstairs and stop wasting time, its getting late" mom shouted. 


I picked up my hoodie jacket and wore it. 


"Yes!!, please do not yell my name again for the third time, Am coming downstairs already,"yells Kylie coming down the stairs. 


 All eyes were on me. Pretty & Mom kept staring at me in a disgusting manner. Their gaze were fixed on me. 


Pretty, looking at me from my head down to my feet said"why the f**k are you putting on that dress?".she asked 


I looked at the short gown and the hoodie I was putting on.......well to me it seemed perfect,soliloquizing to myself 


 "Why are you all staring at me awkwardly?'.I asked. 


Mom walks towards me and said"you look so beautiful." With her hands on my cheeks. 


 I smiled at my mom and looked towards dad,, 


 He wasn't even interested in looking at me nor care about what I wore. 


 all he did was hold the luggage and stare away. 


"Would you at least look at me for once Dad, please?" I asked. 


I don't know why, but it's in my nature, I always end up loosing my mind easily, 


 The pain and anguish inside of me seems to increase every minute. 


"You can leave us dad, we don't care anymore.; at least we would be free from all the torture". I said, out of anger, grabbing Mom's hand to boost her morale. 


Trembling with fear I yelled at my dad 


What if dad hits mom again. I asked myself silently while yelling at him,. 


 What have I done? I asked myself in a regressive tone. 


"I'm sorry Dad"apologizing instantly. I didn't actually mean what I said, Just have a little headache." I lied to cover up. 


Dad shocked with what I said exclaimed "Wow!! how dare you talk to me in a disrespectful way?".he yelled, moving closer towards me. 


In fear I held my mom's hand really tightly. 


Dad moved closer to me and grabbed my hand tightly. 


"You Little rat, how dare you talk to your father in such a rude manner" he said, holding and squeezing my hand even harder. 


Dad lets go of my hand and exhales just as Pretty walks in; 


"What is happening here?". Pretty asks coming downstairs 


I refused screaming nor let tears gush out of my eyes. Despite the fact that I was used to his inhumane character, Dad wasn't worth my tears. No he wasn't. 


I turned around quickly releasing Mom's hand, smiled at Pretty and replied " nothing.. 


It's our first day at college, and we are wasting too much time. We should leave already. 


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CHAPTER ONE