This is my first finished Fiction story. I thought it was pretty good. Please review :)

I used to be happy. I was probably the happiest girl in the whole world until the "thing" happened. What was the "thing"? The thing was what spun my family in a downwards spiral. When dad committed suicide, everyone was shocked. Especially me.

I found him, and it wasn't pretty. I was 12, and it was photo day at school. Mom had a pair of earrings that would look perfect with my outfit. Mom already had gone off to work and my little sister Kelly had already left for school. I was trying to hurry so I could meet my best friend at school before the first bell went. I quickly ran into mom and dad's room and headed for the closet.

'Don't go in there' something inside me said. I shook off the feeling and opened the door. I couldn't believe what I was seeing.

"Daddy?! Oh my god! Daddy! No! Please, please wake up!" I screamed and dropped to my knees beside him. Tears quickly slid down my cheeks and I closed my eyes. When I opened them, I immediately saw the pill bottle and a note slipped in his belt. I wiped my eyes and grabbed the paper.

'I'm sorry you had to find me like this. Life was too hard. I love you all. Make sure the kids stay strong. Especially Lexi, this will tear her apart. Don't turn your back on the kids. They need you. Stay strong Amanda.' the note read. Mom was supposed to find him this morning. She must've laid her clothes out last night. She didn't see him.

I never really understood why dad wanted me to stay strong the most. Well, not at first. I found out pretty quickly though. I found the body, and since I was home alone, my whole family blamed me. At the funeral, everyone cried, especially me. Nobody wanted me there, you could see it in their eyes. I believed my mother. It was all my fault. I killed my father because I didn't stop him and I couldn't see that he was in pain.

Since that day, I have cut myself and my mom has abused me. Mom has a serious drinking problem, which caused Aunt Becca to take Kelly into her protection. Becca didn't want me there, so she left me to my mother. My teachers see the bruises, they don't care. The kids at school tell me that Dad killed himself because I was too ugly to look at for another day. They say that they want to do it too. To spare their own eyes and such. One girl told me to drop dead last week.

I miss my dad everyday. I miss his smile, the way he hugged me every morning and every night, the way he told me that I was perfect and beautiful. Daddy loved me, more than anyone in the whole world, and I loved him too. I miss everything about him. I like the thought of dying you know. Dying means being with daddy again. He would love to see how much I've grown. How strong I've tried to be. I need to see him

That's why I am about to do this. I'll go through it with you, so you can see what I am doing, so you can see what it's like.

I slowly grabbed the bottle of anti-depressants off of my dresser and popped the lid off. The suicide note tucked into my belt. Just like daddy.

"Just like daddy" I repeated over and over again.

'Mom, you've hated me since dad died, but I never stopped loving you. You'll get better. When you come to beat me and find my dead body, I hope everyone blames you. Then you'll feel the pain I have felt for the past 3 years.

Kelz, stay strong sissy, you know why I had to do this. I needed to be with daddy and away from all this hate. You're the only one who's always loved me. Thank you. For making it a little easier to live each day of my life.

Family, this is your fault. You all knew deep down that I never killed dad, but you still blamed me. Thank you, for being horrible(Sarcasm until I die. Always)

Bullies, I hope you realize what you've done to me! The pain! My dad loved me, and you made me feel like dirt.

Friends, I am sorry. I tried to stay strong. I couldn't. Don't cry for me. It's better this way.' was what my note read. I had to include everyone.

I tipped my head back and swallowed the 17 pills one by one. No turning back now. I was doing it just like daddy. An overdose. He was my hero, and now I was following in his footsteps.

I slowly walked to my bed and laid down.

"I'm coming daddy. I can't wait to see you." I whispered as my body slowly got weak. My vision was starting to blur slightly. So I closed my eyes and smiled.

"Free at last" it was barely a whisper as I took my last breaths and drifted off into eternal unconsciousness. I was flooded with good memories instantly. Everything bad was wiped out with the good.

As the memories started to fade, I saw a bright white light ahead of me. I knew I should walk into it, but as I slowly turned around and saw my dead body laying limply on my bed in the distance, I wasn't sure I made the right choice.

"Lexi?" A voice called. It was a familiar voice. I don't remember the last time I heard it. I spun back towards the light and saw my dad standing there.

"Daddy?" I smiled and ran into his arms. He hugged me tightly and we both silently cried.

"I missed you. I had to be with you again daddy. I had to see you! I couldn't handle life anymore." I whispered softly into his chest.

"I know honey, I've been watching over you. Come on now baby girl, let's go home. You'll love it. I promise" Dad whispered. I smiled and grabbed his hand. We slowly walked towards the light, towards happiness.

As we passed through the light to the other side, I knew that I was free at last