Hey y`all! This is my second storii ((read my first one: http://www.chrisbrownworld.com/forum/where-my-hero-come-save-me-finally-... )) && I`ve been thinkin about for a while, && decided to post it.
Hope you enjoy! :)
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" Suicide is painles, It`s life that hurts. "
Is inspired by a poem I wrote.
Here I Am
My Life has no purpose,
no purpose at all.
So here I stand at the edge of this building, about to fall.
All the hurt I feel inside, will soon be gone.
The thought of that drives me to fall,
And as I fall, I realize that,
This is the best feeling I ever felt.
And then…
BAM!
I hit the ground.
But, this pain could never compare to what I`ve been through.
My life flashes before my eyes, and all I see is misery and pain.
Not a happy moment experienced until now, which is my death.
I know you think I`m crazy,
That`s why I know you don`t understand me.
You see,
I`ve never felt the feeling of bliss, or happiness, not even during childhood.
All 16 years of my life I felt nothing, but agony.
The only time I`ve felt ecstasy was when I got high,
But as you see, that didn`t help me.
That`s why you see me, sprawled out on the concrete.
Life was hard, and becoming to much for me.
I felt like God didn`t care.
I mean, He was never there.
I couldn`t bare life anymore,
So here I am…
Dead.




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aww man
so this must be the psychiatrist's point of view...
damn im shocked she survived...
but paralyzed..
RUN IT!!!!
runit
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I am not afraid to keep on living,
I am not afraid to walk this world alone
Honey if you stay I'll be forgiven,
Nothing you can say can stop me going home.
i kno it`s not much, but im bouta get mi hair done
.||* Chapter 2 *||.
The blue Bic™ ink pen was gripped in my hand as I looked down at the blank, white notebook paper. Them, I started to write down the notes from my first session, with my new client.
Date: May 15th, 2009
Clients name: Breyanne Johnson
Today was my first day with my new client, Breyanne Johnson. During the 30 minute session, I didn`t get much out of her. Actually, the only thing she told me was her name, when I asked her at the beginning of the session. For the rest of the time, she just sat there, looking off into space, and ignoring me completely, as if I wasn`t there. But in first meetings, some clients don`t talk, mostly because they don`t trust me. I`m sure after a few days, weeks or even longer she`ll come a round. I don`t know too much about her. All I know is what was in the files. She`s 22, she has a daughter, and attempted suicide. But she miraculously survived the fall, but became paralyzed from the waist down, and do to brain injury, she was in a coma for almost a year. Hopefully, I can find out more.
After I finished writing, I closed the notebook, and put in Breyanne`s file folder. Then, I closed the folder, and put it in my file cabinet. I sat back down in my leather chair, and logged on the internet. I was going to see if I could find any articles on Breyanne, when there was a knock on the door.
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ChECk OUt Mii StORii`Sz
~ Where Is My Hero To Save Me ~
~ S U I C I D E Is Painless, It`s L I F E That Hurts. ~
oooh...sounds interestin...
i wanna kno why she hurtin so much...
RUN IT!!!
ya know, I would say this girl is crazy and all, but I think we need to know more background info, so RUN IT GIRL! oh and I love the title :)
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*Jessica*
she trippin,, crazy or not she wouldn't b talkin 2 me like that
RUN IT!!
whoa she needs to be in a looney bin. crazy girl. lol run it!!
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chrystal's the name.
boys are my game.
softball is my claim to fame.
lol see you on espn bby. :]]
RUN IT
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Read my storii Go On Boy
http://www.chrisbrownworld.com/node/259483
An Thing need 2 Change
http://www.chrisbrownworld.com/node/256777
ii ChANGEd hER AgE tO 22
.||* Chapter 1 *||.
I looked over at Abby, who was standing next to my hospital bed, and glared at her evilly. I couldn`t believe what she had just said.
“Don`t look at me like that Breyanne,” Abby, my friend of 3 years, said as she pouted.
“NO, I`ma look at you any way I want. You`re not about to send me to no damn psychologist, so they can mess with my head. NO, I`m NOT having it!” I yelled. I`ll be damned if I go to some damn psychologist, they only make people crazier.
“But Bre, it`s what`s best for you,” she tried to reason.
“Who in thee hell are you, to tell me, what the f*** is best for me?!”
“Look, Just calm do—,”
“NO! Because all of this s*** is UNNECESSARY! We wouldn`t have to go through this if you would`ve just let me die!”
“Now that is ENOUGH!” My younger sister, by three years, Adrianne, yelled as she stepped into our conversation. I looked over at her and seen tears rolling down her face. “Don`t say that Breyanne.”
“Why not? It`s the truth. My life is a living hell, and I just wanna end it. It`s not like I have anything else to live for!”
“You have Bria,” she answered.
“Bria is in a coma, and the doctor`s don`t think she`ll live. They said it`s a very slim chance,” I said correcting her answer.
“This is why you need to see a physiologist. You`re thinking negative,” Abby said, coming in to me and Adrianne`s conversation.
“When nothing but negative things happen to you, you think negative.”
“Look Breyanne,” Adrianne said sternly, “don`t be having a funky attitude towards us. We`re only trying to help y—”
“Well, if you wanna help me so bad, then kill me!” I yelled fed up with their “offers.”
Adrianne looked at me with the most pained expression, and left. Abby looked at me with piercing eyes, as if saying, ’look what you did,’ and walked out behind her. I know I hurt them, but I need them to understand that I`m hurting, and I can`t take it no more.
RUN IT OR DUMP iiT?
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ChECk OUt Mii StORii`Sz
~ Where Is My Hero To Save Me ~
~ S U I C I D E Is Painless, It`s L I F E That Hurts. ~
OS YOU THOUGHT WHAT?
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IM RARE LIKE MR.CLEAN WITH HAIR.
WAYNE:)
ohh i wonder what she means by so i thought
maybe someone saved her??
this is good so far! RUN IT
ii`MA Add tOMORRoW
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ChECk OUt Mii StORii`Sz
~ Where Is My Hero To Save Me ~
~ S U I C I D E Is Painless, It`s L I F E That Hurts. ~
Run It!!!!
run this!
touching!
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♥ Mz. Ella Got It All! ♥
Wow, thats crazy and for some odd reason, I like it.
Run it
ii`ll PUt YOOh iiN iiT CRYStAl
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ChECk OUt Mii StORii`Sz
~ Where Is My Hero To Save Me ~
~ S U I C I D E Is Painless, It`s L I F E That Hurts. ~
dis seems gd so far...Run it girlie
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Read my storii Go On Boy
http://www.chrisbrownworld.com/node/259483
An Thing need 2 Change
http://www.chrisbrownworld.com/node/256777
whoa. this looks great. can i be in it too? chrystal is my name. run it.
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smile.
this is deep, girl! that's a good poem too, RUN IT!!
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*Jessica*
iiGHt, YoU CaN bE iiN iiT
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"Because you have seen me, you have believed. But blessed are the ones who have not seen, and yet they believe."
-John 20:29
CAN I BE IN IT?
NAME: abby
watever else ya need will come later or you can chose!
RUN IT
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{Abryle&&Chris Brown}
I Wanna Be
Would It Be Cool, Would You Mind If I Called You My Boo
Take You Down
Your Body Body (Oooo) Your Body Body Up && Down
OMG THIS REMINDS ME OF THE MOVIE THE HAPPENING...RUN IT!!!
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http://www.myspace.com/chrisbrownismynumber1fan
.||* Introduction *||.
From the building I was standing on, I looked down at the ground below me. Something that I did almost everyday for countless hours, contemplating whether I should jump or not. But today, I was FINALLY going to do it. I was going to JUMP! I finally worked up the confidence to end it all. And I had MANY reasons to do so. What was so different about today, from my attempts yesterday, was I had been driven to the edge. Those events that took place this morning, was all that played through my head while I walked closer to the edge of the building. And with each step, my heart rate increased, as the adrenaline pumped through my body. A smile spread across my face as I was about to do what I had always wanted, I was about to end my horrible 22 years of life. I stepped even closer to the edge, and looked down at the people walking by. I thought about the things they would say and think, after reading an article about my suicide in the paper. They would probably think I wasn`t strong enough to handle life. But I wouldn`t care about their judgment, it`s not like they know what I go through. Suicide is painless, life is what hurts.
My smile became wider as I thought about the pain that would leave me when I leap from the building. This was my encouragement. And then I did something that I waited so long to do…jump.
My arms were spread out wide as I continued to fly towards the ground. So, this is what it feels like to fly. I would laugh if it didn`t feel like my breath wasn`t being taken away. So, I just smiled instead. You must think I`m crazy, well, I just might be.
Crack.
It was the sound of m y body making contact with the concrete.
At last, I am free from my pain…
Or so I thought…
tEll mE WATCHU tHiNk
RUN IT OR DUMP IT?
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"Because you have seen me, you have believed. But blessed are the ones who have not seen, and yet they believe."
-John 20:29