Disclaimer: This is one of my first stories and it is a short one. It is based on facts and real events. It does not include any of the LotR cast. This is rated R for adult themes (including: violence, drugs, sexual content and suicide) If you do not like such content I suggest you leave now. Without further ado...*ahem*


A Life Worth Living (or so it seems)

Prologue

"Why would you do that?" Is the question I asked after my friend Tyka told me what she did to her arm.

"Oh, I was just bored..."

"Just bored, your crazy!" To me cutting yourself isn't just a hobby you pick up and feel like doing when your 'just bored'.

"Chill, it's no big deal."

She was right, that wasn't even HALF of the 'big deal'. I knew Tyka had problems ever since eighth grade started. I'm not sure, however, how or why they did but things started out okay and ended up horrible. Here's the story of someone who thought their life was worth living from the beginning.

Alrighty, I'm not ready to post more, but I will soon, but just to let everyone know I'm going to switch between writing about what goes on when I'm with her and when I'm not (believe me, it will make sense)

Well that phone conversation happeed at least eight months ago, but it's all a blur anymore. Tyka, you could say was one of my first best-friends, we'd do everything together and it was fun. I admit sometimes she would get bossy but I would listen; I knew that's just how she was and I didn't fault her for it. The summer between seventh and eighth grade for us was a new bonding. That summer I would walk to her house and vice versa and we would hang out for most of the day, or so our parents thought.