Whoa creepy. My original alias was Jade and in fact, some of my "friends" still call me that. I'm suicidal, and I've cut myself with pieces of glass. I also collect music boxes. Creepy. By the way, great story. Very good. Suicide is fun.

Awww that's so sad! *Cries* But it was a great story

OMG!!! That was good you know you could write a sequle to this or like a second chapter about how people react. It unusaul though that everyone scares away when someones suicidle but after they die they feel awfully terrible. So...I heard Leah knows you! ;)

*vein pops* I CAN'T BELIEVE HER FATHER DID THAT! *breaks stuff, calms down* Oh, and the whole 'friend' thing, I hate it when they turn their backs on people they used to call friend! I mean, a friend is a person you can rely on, not throw away like tissue. I had a friend like that but I'm just so glad he moved away. Another thing, I had an experience today at school when some guy tryed coming on to me o_O Let's just say he got, uh, alright my creative juices aren't working so let's just say I knocked out two of his teeth? Man, I swear, you can write! Maybe you should gather up all your other stories and try to get them published?

Aww damn. Every suicide story manages to break my heart, this one being the saddest yet! Its awful that people feel death is the answer when their lives start to have no meaning. So sad. Why did her mom leave her?! How heartless is that?! ** her stupid 'friend' and so called 'father'. People suck sometimes... Awesome writing yet again. Later.

YLG,
DS

*shudders* Although a lot of your original stories carry the same theme, you're always able to make them different from one another. I feel a little like Jade sometimes with my freinds, but that's usually when we're all in bad moods. Speaking of which...

How's life going with you and your freinds right now? I remember you were having trouble with them. I hope it's still not like that. Anyways, nice work!

MUHHA I LOVE IT! So sad though...YOU USED THE NAME!! *hugs you* ^_^ Jade I love that name! This is great no daa!

Here is one way of saying this.

Tears are running down my cheeks.
But, them again, I'm smiling.
No one writes poems like you can in weeks.
Of all the poems I've been filing.

You say in ways this really happens,
with blood flowing down your wrists.
Of all the reasons you should live,
I could give you lists.

And so, I beg you "No more!"
My mind is filled with blood and gore.

We are friends, yet far away.
And this I hope we will always stay. §

That was SAD. *sob*

aww Jess-sama thats so sad!!!!