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you saved my life


Dear S.S teacher

You saved my life. I walked ito your class room and i felt worthless, 

I felt like my soul wasnt in my body. I felt like it was the end of the world.

I felt like my life was crumbling down on me. But of course I was in class.

I came into your room and started to write my suicied note. I was thinking of all 

the things i should say. Thinking of who was going to miss me. But I couldnt

think of one person that would miss me or any reason to stay alive. so I just

wrote sorry, sorry to all the poeple who was going to miss me. I wrote sorry for 

being selfish. I said sorry becouse my death was going to be a conflect to them

but a easy salution to me. Distracted by my thoughts I coudnt see what was around

me.The only thing I could see was my pen and paper. You said good morning to me 

but I ignored you. But then you said this sentence that I will remember my 

whole life "why were you absent my room felt so empty without you."

You felt like something was missing. Then I relized I see you once a day 

and you missed me. How would my perents feel if I dyed. how would 

my friends feel? How would my sibilings feel? I was so cought up in my emotions

that i didnt realize who i was going to hurt.I wanted to thank you for making me relized poeple care

I wanted to thank you for saving my life even though you didnt notice.

 

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