omg talk about a bad day. last night was the worst the police came to my house. i was talking to some guy that i met in a chat room. and i was really down and was talking about wanting to die but i didn't do anything. i accidently fell asleep and he thought that i did take the pills so he called the police and they came and it was total hell. I WAS JUST SO SCARED I COULD NOT TAKE IT. I WISH MY MOM WAS HERE SHE WOULD KNOW WHAT TO DO. I HATE IT.
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