Lonely Nights

Lonely Nights(cassidy) She was such a sweet girl whose life was taken away from her at the age of 15. If you want to take the time to hear her story, then continue on to the first chapter but if you wish to stop then you can.
Nobody is pressuring you to do this but her story deserves to be told. Please listen to me and my words. Read this book and make her feel alive again. Continue or Stop.

Chapter 1
October 17th, 2007

Hi my names Sherri and I’m 15 years old, a freshman in High School, and this is my diary. All I’ve ever wanted is to be loved by someone who cares about me. My dad died when I was 10 my mom went crazy and started doing meth and drinking to wash away the sorrows.
I thought it was love in 6th grade but he cheated on me with my best friend. Then 7th grade I was with my 2nd best friend Erick. He told me he loved me and then told me I was ugly.
I just hate to be told something and then am lied to. Have you ever felt like that? Sorry barely anyone notices me or talks to me so I guess I have you.
Well I have 1 best friend and her name is Alexandra she’s never left my side or betrayed me at all. I trust her more than life it’s self. Have you ever had a best friend who you can trust?
Sorry I’m doing it again. Well I think I should go I have to go cry myself to sleep again. Love you and bye.

October 19th, 2007

I just got home from school and my mom looked at my grades and said I have a B in math, and so she beat me with her wooden spoon and said that I am stupid and don’t deserve this life that I’ve been given.
Maybe she’s right. Don’t tell anyone this but the reason that I didn’t write yesterday was because I…I was cutting myself. I now have 10 scars and I’ve tried to stop but it relives all of my pain that hurts my sole and my body.
Today my mom made me smoke meth because I got a B+ in science. My teacher asked me about my bruises on my arm. She pulled me aside in line and thought that I was abusing my body and she said she would get me help if I ever needed it.
Do I need it? I don’t know but I do know that my life is not meant to be. Should I just end it? I’m starting to wonder now because so far that’s my only option.
I should go my mom’s going to get suspicious about why I’m not crying. Help me please.

October 20th, 2007

I’m done with my life. My best friend turned on me, spreading rumors saying that my mom abuses her she just wants to get attention. I’m just glad that nobody knows my little secret. Yesterday I tried suicide but I never get the satisfactory that I need. I’ve tried pain killer and different drugs but no satisfactory.

Believe me i"ve tried everything. My mom showed me a picture of my dad. I cried. I hate crying in front of my mom but I needed to let it out. I just cut up all of my hands, I'm so upset because my mom found my knife and she thought that I was going to kill her in her sleep, so she cut up my legs and said " How do you like it.

I should go, i have to go and get pain killers for myself and a rope.

October 21st, 2007

I'm sorry but it's my time. I'm in the bathroom and i'm going to hang myself. Mom you caused this. If you would've been there for me and a better mom this wouldn't have happened. Good by world.

Every time I hear suicide stories i think of you Love you Sherr bear or Sherri