My Life Got Flipped By A Spatula

You could see him from the hall. His was just laying there, lifelessly. My dad tried CPR but he had already gone ice cold. On the floor, about 5 feet away from him was an empty bottle of anti depressants which he overdosed on.

There's a lot you could do after just seeing your brother dead on the floor at his own hand, but did something stupid.

I logged onto Imgflip, made up a pisspoor excuse in hopes that no one would ask why I left, and deleted. And so the deletion continued and I was miserable until I told myself to shut up.

I only shut the screaming out partially to this day, but it can't be muted and I can't handle it killing me when I do nothing. I kept one account, and told people to forget COOLISH. COOLISH hid online while her family fell apart. COOLISH was A self pitying mess and I wanted to forget it. I'd like to think I'm a little better now, but I wasn't until I took to heart that you are what you love not who loves you.
For me, that would be a career in medicine, a family, a future. Not the memory of 2.

Wait woah, shit just got real-

You only just read that?

YEP

woah

Woah wot

are you okay

WELL IF YOU WANTED HONESTY THA-
(MCR joke lol)
I mean, I'm more okay now.

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But yeah. Which is why I was mad about Rays and everyone one day deciding "Im gonna hurt myself :D"

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Ohhh ok

PART 2:

They trusted him enough to not stay with him at all times. I like to think I'm not scarred too easily, but I was still terrified of him and what he had become. I found him standing in the bathroom with a metal and plastic spatula from the kitchen. 2 had broken off some of the plastic, jamming the jagged sharp metal and plastic into his wrist. he oozed blood, so much that the whole room smelled like rust and salt.Possibly the greatest timing ever, my parents walked up from the basement to find the two of us standing in the bathroom, one of us bleeding out.

Being the escapist wimp I am, I fled to Imgflip. The worse it got st home, the more I stayed on Imgflip.
Until one day after Killa left and Imgflip became a miserable place, I cracked and confided in Scar (who I didn't actually know anything about)

So I ended up telling Scar the redacted bits of my story. How they f**ked me up and how now all I feel is, for lack of a better word, Nekroscardia. He is also a lonely anxious social wreck with a decent mind and an interest in Phantom Of The Opera, so I loved talking and listening to him. So I kinda had nothing left but Moikey who was drifting from me, Del that was depressed and Scar. I think you know who is ended up talking to the most.

I told scar everything on July 15th.It was entire week later at dinnertime that 2 didn't show up for dinner. We heard water running and we assumed like normal people that he was in the shower.

After dinner I ran upstairs to find out that Pirate Melon had deleted. I was sad but I wasn't going to delete my account over it. Then not 5 minutes after, I heard blood curdling screams in the room next to mine.

Interesting backstory

Not hoe I'd describe it.

How*

Lol

Hol up, you have 300 comments on your latest image?

War happened- between NaCL and Ronny

Lol

PART ONE:

"Next is July 22nd. Some of you know it as The day pirate Melon deleted but lets just say it was WAY worse for me than any of you. I deleted, and kept deleting."
Anyone who read my story of my life saw this but I never elaborated.

I have some dumbass people in my life, but none worse than [REDACTED], who shall be referred to as 2.

So, 2 was born with severe aspergers, clinical depression, and too many physical complications to list. This in turn made it so he never had a true school experience but he went to normal school. He fell in love with a girl that didn't know he existed(Who has been named by all of [REDACTED] high "Nora the Whora" on account of her personality ")

Anyway, Nora rejected him and went on seeing her boyfriend like a normal person. 2 however didn't take it so well. He began hurting himself with kitchen knives, starving himself and his mental health plummeted and he decided to start trying to kill more than himself(I.e me, the dogs, my family etc)

So my Dad being a psychiatrist tried to help him but he rejected it. He lost all privileges after they found out he was threatening to kill both him and 4(4 is another brother, his old roommate)

So 2 lost devices, they shaved his head, hid all the knives and sharp objects(meat thermometers) and he had to live on my parent's bedroom floor. Now folks, I don't know about you but In my mind I thought " If he was f**king ready to die before wouldn't he want to even more now that he lost everything he had left?"

Hah, there's more (._. )

Wot m8?

I haven't explained the spatula, im still writing it
Actually I finished typing the comment but I refreshed on accident.

Hm-

OOOF

THAT is why I hate spatulas, btw.

Are you the one up voting comments?

N o p e, you know i don't upvote comments

Probably not gonna write anything on here. . . . . . .But if I ever feel like it, I'll do it.

oh, I was expecting like a poem or something

Eh, maybe. I had one I would've done but it sucked.

Well if you care enough to read-

Oof

Lol you read it?

Yes

But you just got here-

I saw it earlier

Not the reason we have no spatulas in our house though.

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Destructive doggos ate them. We bought new ones a few weeks ago, and-
I'm gonna stop bothering you about spatulas so you can get back to your party lol.

O