TristanKrauter's Journal

So, My friend and I were talking last night. Suddenly she starts asking me questions like "Do you love me?" "Why do you hate me?" and etc.

I Recently broke up with her and now we're just friends.

I told her I didnt hate her, but she was weirding me out a little...

She put on her WebCam and I saw her holding an exacto knife to her own throat.

She asked if I wanted to play.

I didnt want to, but I didn't feel like I had a choice.

So, the game was, I had to answer every question right or she'd kill herself.

I played, she managed to cut herself anyway.

She began telling me all this stuff about how life wasnt worth living, that she couldnt take it, ect. 

I prayed and I prayed asking for someone to help her.

Well... she began to cut deeper.

So then I finally shouted, "Okay Lucifer, I dont care what it takes, I don't care the price, just help her see the beauty of life and help her!"

She put the knife down, and asked herself, "What am I doing?"

"Megan," I told her, "You're still young, you can still make something of your life, so please think about this! And seek help!"

We all calmed down, and at 6 O'clock this morning, we went to bed.

I dont know if that was the right thing for me to do, but I don't care.

My friend's alive, and I'm going to hell...yay...

I'll pray to God and ask forgiveness for the rest of my life, but, I don't think it matters.

My mom once told me she sold her soul to the devil

So did my grandma...

I guess it runs in the family

...I wonder if thats why mom is always so cranky...