Everyone has his or her own problems. And everyone tries to deal with their problems in different ways. Sad to say, though, most of those “ways” are cutting, burning, drugs, sex, alcohol, smoking and sadly… death. Some people think that death is better than their problems. Better than life. But what most people don’t think is that someone cares. It might not be a family member or your girl/boy friend or one of your best friends. It could be the person sitting next to you in geometry class. Or English. Or Health. Think about it. If you take or try to take your life, you take someone else’s also. You may be thinking, “Oh it’s only my life…” But it’s really not. Someone cares. When you take your life every single person you ever met and know will suffer also. All the tears shed… for you. All the screams of pain… for you. All the sadness… for you. All the depression… for you. All the worry… for you. All the heartache… for you. All because Someone Cares.

Floy Devlin

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