Reading these suicide pages you will find people seeking help and people offering their help. Some witness about suicide from real life experience, others who play along with me would pretend it's a children's game. Some make sick and cruel jokes about it, and angry people blame me for even mentioning the subject. You might also want to read my favourite answers. If you want your answer to be included here, fill in the form.

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What is the best way to kill yourself when you're under 13?

Quelle est la meilleure forme de suicide pour les moins de 13 ans?
18 Jan 2005 Katherine Lyons helooooooooo I think the best way to kill yourself is shove a dildo so far up your arse that it comes out of you mouth
18 Jan 2005 sum slut mouchette is creepy. not to mention shese a fucken nigger nigger nigger with no life. lmao did u c wat she wrote she "Do you think it might encourage people to kill themselves, or do you think it might keep suicidal people so busy reading that they will
forget about actually committing the act?" shese so stupid omgg!! all she does is fuck herself n her niggaz. *im not races* but jeeez.
18 Jan 2005 xxsunangelxx I would just like to say this...
If you arethinking baout killing yourself please talk to someone. I have been there and done that. I have delighted myself in others suffering due to my death. Earlier this year in November, I was seriously close to ending my life. I had it all planned so that my mom couldn't find my body.. Blah blah.
I changed my mind though when my mother told me the news of my uncles death.
He has shot himself in the head. We had his cremated reamins brought home for a service. His body was not suitable for an open casket. It is hard on you and your family. You feel anger pain and hatred. It is one of the hardest things in the world to walk into a room that you know someone shot themselves in. Yes, I had to drive with my distraught mother to his home. We had to get his belongins. When I walked into that room, you could smell the remanents of it all. The rusty metallic blood smell, gunpowder.. Worst of all you could see all the grotesque details of the aftermath. Once you experience this, you'll never want to leave your family and friends in that situation.
As I cleaned around where he had layed, I found several pieces of bone from his skull intertwined with his blankets. the blood on the wall and ceiling was awful. Plus, the bulletts and boxes of them all over the house were too much for anyone to see. Please imagine the worst possbile gory scene in a horror flick and multiply it by 1000. This is a memory that is ecthed into my mind. I wake up many nights from nightmares. I can see him doing the whole thing in my head and I can't get it out of memory.
Please do not end your life.. There is always a better out there. It may not be now but patience is a virture. Please don't leave your friends and family in a situation such as this. Please talk to someone.. It does help. I realize this now.. If only my uncle knew.
18 Jan 2005 Adam Jordan Soap on a rope...prison will kill ya...shudders.
Walk into a closet with various chemicals and a small stove, boil the chemicals so that the fumes enter the air and slowly but surely suffocate you.
Hang yourself out of your window so that your body hangs directly in front of your living room window, the parents will be so surprised, but it's too bad you won't get to see the expression on their faces.
18 Jan 2005 wristslasher if you wanted to die you all would have done it a long time ago. you say you want to die u scream in the dead of night when you know no one will hear you. u say u hav nutin to liv 4 and u wanna die. if u wanted 2 die, u wuld hav a long time ago. u wana die bcuz u tink ur life is fked, but someting is pullin u back isnt there... u wana die more than anyone in the world dont u? then why havent u done it alredy? u wana b suicidal JUS DO IT ALREADY!!! don do it 4 attention. if u gona do it don waste ur time on this site. jus do it alredy. i am not that old and u shuldnt listen to me, but beleev me u shuldnt do it 4 attention. it jus fks u up more. i hav been through so much and i hav not sunk so low that i will put my personal problems on this site hopin to find help. fk that shit. i sory for watever has happend 2 u. i am jus saying... DON WASTE UR TIME ON THIS DAMN SITE!! IT WONT HELP!! IF UR GONA FKIN KILL URSELF DO IT ALREDY!!!!
17 Jan 2005 linux yes this site is horrid. oh this site is terrible. how could you encourage little minds to do such a vile thing? do you even sleep at night? i think you have vaginal herpes mouchette. and i have syhpillis. maybe we cood hook up and do a swap. i get your genitals and you can have mine. that way we can both find out what its like to be gay.
17 Jan 2005 joseph penelope well everyone i got to let the cat out of the bag. i am not 13. but i have a little boy who is. had. i just found out my wife kim, has been molesting him his whole life. i found this out by the suicide note he left. i came home from work to find my wife shot in the back three times. he was in his room lying on the floor. he shot himself. this is such a sad chain of events. i have two other sons and that is why i have not killed myself as of yet. this is not a joke. i am not playing on the internet like some of you children are. i want to kill myself so bad. God i really loved them to. his suicide note read mom has been molesting me all my life so i killed her and then shot myself so i wont go to jail. he never told me or anyone else about this. so if you are out there thinking it is cool to post on this site this is the best way to kill your self then you are probably right. maybe we should all just kill ourselves.
17 Jan 2005   hey i want to dieeee,
you sound like you have sum serious problems in life and are finding it difficult to cope. i would ask you to write me an email but i figure i would just be wasting my time. similar to what you are doing every second of the miserable life you live. go get a pair of nikes and just do it. thats right jump. just do it. jump. just frekin jump already. are you still sitting there reading this? go freaking jump. now loser. i am so fat. i think i will jump to. not to mention i am gay.
17 Jan 2005 ben afflecks a real cool way to commit suicide is to find someone that plans on killing someone already. rat them out and tell them you didnt do it in such a way that they know you did. then when the police go to thiere house and arrest him he will be killing you when he gets out of prison. i did this last week and i am expecting to be dead as soon as he posts bail.
17 Jan 2005 air-run the best way to kill yourself when under thirteen is to mix a bunch of chemicals together like rubbing alcohol, ammonia, bleach, any other cleaning agents you have around the house and drink it.
17 Jan 2005 gareth to all the people who have read this! im 21 yrs old and have bin fighting feelings of suicide since i was 11 years old and i still have to keep going, i know not for myself but for all the people who i matter to even if sometimes i don't believe i could ever matter to anyone! So thats my sacrifice, to keep living no matter how much i wana die! So find it inside yourself to keep going! if not for you then for the people who matter to you!
17 Jan 2005 MIKE SIEHL hey religious maggie, you are so cool. i really like your perspective on life. and church. please write me an email i am a big fan of yours.

ok now back to busnineess. first you need a cow with mad cow disease. i hear all cows in canada have it. go and eat this cows poopie. next eat this cows urine next french kiss the cow. next slit its throat and drink it blood. next eat as much meat off the cow as you can. next sit down and play with your best friend willy until he gets sick all over you.
17 Jan 2005 lana and air-run 4 evr become a sandwich. then some one will eat you and you will be magicly transformed into fecalnation. thats 80 parts fecal matter and 20 parts urine.
if this dosent work out you can always go online and try to get someone to meet you. repeat this until you come accross a psyco killer. this web site is a good place to start. :)
17 Jan 2005 COOCHIE SNATCHERS GET ABDUCTED BY ALIENS.

DO I REALLY NEED TO SAY ANYTHING ELSE HERE?
17 Jan 2005 ROCHELLE GO INTO AS MANY PUBLIC RESTROOMS AS YOU POSSIBLY CAN. DRINK THE TOLIET WATER AND LICK THE RIM OF THE TOILET. SWALLOW. REPEAT AS NEEDED UNTIL YOUR LIVER SWELLS AND MAKES YOU LOOK FAT. YOU NOW HAVE HEPATIDUS. DRINK ALOT OF ALCHOL. GOODNIGHT.
LOOK KIDDIES. YOU HAVE TO UNDERSTAND THE HUMAN BODY TO UNDERSTAND HOW TO MAKE IT STOP LIVING. YOU HAVE TO KNOW EXACTLY HOW MUCH MEDICINE OF WHAT KIND AND DOSE FOR YOUR BODY WEIGHT IS LEATHAL. OTHERWISE YOU WILL ONLY GET SICK. IF YOU WANT TO SLIT YOUR WRISTS YOU HAVE TO KNOW HOW MUCH BLOOD THE HUMAN BODY CONTAINS AND HOW MUCH BLOOD HAS TO BE LOST TO MAKE YOU GO TO SLEEP AND NEVER WAKE UP. IF YOUR GONNA HANG YOURSELF USE THIN WIRE SO YOU WONT DIE SLOW. IT WILL SLICE YOUR HEAD OFF. DO SOME RESEARCH TO FIND OUT WHAT METHOD YOU ARE PLANNING IS MOST EFFECTIVE AND SUTIBLE FOR YOUR CASE. HOPE THIS INFO CAN HELP YA OUT.
17 Jan 2005 ROCHELLE GO TO YOUR TEACHER AT SCHOOL AND TELL THEM YOUR DADDY/MOMMY IS COMING INTO YOUR ROOM AT NIGHT AND MAKING YOU TOUCH THEM AND MAKING YOU DO THINGS. STICKING THINGS INTO YOUR BUM. MAKING YOU LICK THEM IN "PLACES". MAKE SURE TO WRITE YOUR PARENTS IN PRISON EVERY WEEK. SAY THINGS LIKE I HAD A BAD DREAM LAST NIGHT THAT YOU CAME IN MY ROOM AGAIN AND MOLESTED ME IN MY BUM WITH YOUR FINGER. NOW ALLOW 2-4 YEARS TO PASS AND ANNOUNCE THAT THE HOLE THING WAS JUST A SCAM. THIS WILL NOT KILL YOU BUT I KNOW THAT THERE ARE SOME WAKO KIDS OUT THERE THAT HATE THERE PARENTS AND WANT TO GET OUT OF THERE HOUSE AND SEE THEM LOCKED UP. I KNOW THAT ONE OF YOU KIDS OUT THERE WILL BE GLAD TO TRY THIS. LOOKING BACK I WISH I HAD.
17 Jan 2005 my name is annie I AM SUCH A LOSR. I CANT EVEN KILL MYSELF SO I GO ON THE INTERNET LOOKING FOR WAYS TO DO IT. I FOUND THIS SITE. LOOKS PRETTY PATHETIC TOO. I TRIED ALL OF THE PILLS AND SLITTIN MY WRISTS. I GUESS I WILL JUST TELL ALL OF YOU THAT I AM TOTALY BULLSHITTING YOU AND I AM NOT SUICIDAL AND I JUST WANT TO GET SEX. I AM A NYMPHO. AND I HAVE AQUIRED IMMUNE DIFFENCINCY SYNDROME. SO IF ANYONE OUT THERE IS SUICIDAL YOU SHOULD WRITE ME AN EMAIL. I AM 15.
17 Jan 2005 Tahlia hangoff bunkbed by school belt
17 Jan 2005 Lucy Cortina Alert! Alert! My secret bra collection has been stolen! After checking the top-secret nuclear Bra Bunker where agent Danny stashed them, I discovered that they have all been pilfered. Now that is surely [cryogenic] grave-robbing at its sexiest? Perhaps they imagined that Lucy Cortina, moi, was an Egyptian Queen-turned-goddess and that my bras were special. Yes that will be it.
Agent Danny had hidden them before I was frozen so that the mad Dr Philville wouldn't find them and sell them to Mouchette. But I fear that Mouchette did some detective work and discovered them all by himself. Mouchette is now number one suspect in this case...

I do know the location of the Inflatable variety - darling Felicia borrowed them in a fit of lesbianism - but the leather, PVC, silk, gold, strapless, frontless and frillyness varieties have all gone. There was a dirty looking white bra in the bunker but such a bra wouldn't be seen on my boobs even if they were dead (which isn't that unlikely).

WHO STOLE THEM??? I need them to be found ASAP. There were many sizes of bras to fulfill the needs of my very demanding boobs, but now with the recently diagnosed BreastInflating illness that I have, normal bras can no longer contain them (as if they did before). I do hope this mystery will be solved soon, otherwise I will have to file a Boobsuit against Mouchette. It really is le grand mystére de les pantaloons...

*Note: I speak in French every now and then only to satisfy my French Fans*
17 Jan 2005 Jeannot 17-01-2005 09:00

Bonjour

J' ai laissé courir ma plume cette nuit... voici le résultat, avec les fautes.

Il faut déja commencer par s'informer!

Un des bouquins de référence —en français— reste "Suicide mode d'emploi" de Guillon et Le Bonniec (1982). Régulièrement en vente sur "Ebay" (Cher, 200 à 400 EUR selon les périodes). Faire une recherche par mots clé ("suicide mode" par ex.). Actuellement il se vend sur Ebay.ch (Suisse) parfois c'est en Belgique ou au Canada. Reste encore "Exit Final" (écrit dans cet ordre et donc en français) moins cher mais moins "complet " et beaucoup plus difficile à dénicher.

En ce qui concerne l'enfant ... et qui plus est, de moins de 13 ans, il faudrait savoir si le mot "suicide" recouvre une réalité à cette age là (le désir d' arrêter sa vie me semble plus une réflexion '"adulte") !! Dans des cas de souffrance extrême (quelle qu'elle soit), comme par exemple dans des situations où le gamin est confronté au déni (de lui même, de son corps, de ses émotions, particularités, désirs et de ses besoins).
Il commencera par fuguer, (fuir ce qui le fait souffrir) et tentera ensuite d'exister aux yeux des autres par des actions que l'on rencontre chaque jour: il va commencer à faire ce que tout le monde appelle des "conneries". Piquer du fric à ses parents (désir d'autonomie), prises de bec (de preférence à table) car gueuler est une bonne façon d'obliger l'autre (pére, mère voire éducateur) à reconnaitre qu'il tient une place... à la sainte table.
Les petits vols (il/elle fouillera d'abord les poches de ses parents avant de piquer du maquillage ou un blouson au supermarché) et si ça ne "marche" pas, ou si la répression est trop douloureuse, il/elle évitera l'impossible et tentera d'exister auprès d'autres (fringues, coiffure -skinhead ?-, moto(?) actions d'éclat (en groupe) recherche d'une autorité, d'un chef, d'un guide ou d'un Führer!
Mais si la répression survient plus tôt et beaucoup plus fort (coups), il se "dissoluera" jusqu'à ne plus exister... pour se faire "oublier"... Combien d'entr'eux trainent dans les services dits "spécialisés", combien préfèrent "etre malade"? Le statut de "malade" n'est il pas une reconnaissance sociale ? Combien ont trop mal pour rester dans notre monde? Alcool ou "colle" (question de sous!), shit, coke facilitent en permettant à certains de rester quand même parmi le genre humain.
Et si "pas de chance" reste encore le choix... à l'Être détruit ! Arrêter sa vie "CAR"... (encore faut-il qu'il puisse encore se le dire ce mo(r)t là!) ... CAR-ma vie, où que j'aille et quoi que je fasse ne peut être que larmes froid et douleur, et parce que JE SAIS qu'il n'est pas un ailleurs, un autre ou un temps qui me soit perceptible, où mon corps pourrait VIVRE, frémir ou chanter, je dois donc, et en conséquence, décider de l'arrêter.
À 11, 12 ou 13 ans, combien ont la maturité pour décider de leur "suicide" posé en ces termes ?

On n'a pas attendu qu' un génial inventeur nous propose un —quit (!!)—Kit prêt à l'emploi pour jouer à mourir! Je me souviens encore de ces parties où l'on jouait "aux gendarmes et aux voleurs", et "aux Cow-boys et aux Indiens" où l'on mourait —surtout les indiens !— 1 minute tout au plus tellement ces jeux nous excitaient. Prestige du plus fort ou désir de mourir ?
Je me souviens aussi —bien plus tard, je devais êtrre en CM 2— du prestige dont jouïssait celui qui nous enseigna une méthode —infaillible— pour presque mourir (on provoquait une syncope chez le petit copain) Entrainement au suicide ou soif de découvrir (voire de puissance)... ce qu'il pouvait bien y avoir derrière cette porte que les grands nommaient "être conscient" et dont personne ne nous parlait ?
Je revois ces gamins, je les vois tous les jours (de moins de 13 ans, pour sûr !), très proches—jusqu' à la tutoyer— d' une mort toujours possible, sachant que ce matin ... la chimio ... et qui le lendemain —pas aujourd' hui mais tant pis— rigoleraient à nouveau de Michèle —Surveillante au grand coeur— dans des jeux moins méchants qu' imbéciles, dont le secret consiste ... à RIRE en se fichant de sa poire à la faire tourner en bourrique, et nous prenant à témoin —nous qui savons les "guérir"— en espérant nous voir rire et partager leur bonnheur —on a oublié—ils se contentent d' un sourire ...
Pas un n'a VOULU mourir ... "qu' est ce que t'es barbant", c'est toujours ce qu'il disent, quand "Jeannot-lapin" —moi, mais pourquoi un lapin ?— quand j'essaie malgré tout de leur parler de "s'endormir" .
Je me plante à chaque fois. Et assis sur son lit prévu pour un géant je me retrouve comme un con en entendant son rire tout au bout du couloir ... je me surprends à douter, je revois le dossier ne comprenant pas pourquoi l'impossible se produit. On refait les derniers "examens" et je m'en veux. ......je me surprends à siffloter certain du savon que je vais leur passer ... pour s'être à ce point planté! Je jubile presque, il y en a une que j'ai vraiment dans le nez !
Quelques heures plus tard —ils m'ont fait poireauter les salauds, —j'en suis sûr— pour bouziller mon samedi ... je n'ai pas vu le temps passer —c'est le silence qui me réveille ... le jour commence à tomber ...c'est Michèle qui se pointe—moi: tu étais d'astreinte ? ELLE veut te voir... pas la peine de me dire qui, c'est ma préférée... je frappe et j'entre... elle a le sourire ... ça me rassure... je m'asseois au pied de son lit .... Alors, la miss, qu'est ce tu me veux ?.......elle me tire par le col de ma blouse et me dit au creux de l'oreille "je sais que c'est aujourd' hui, je voudrait bien que tu me fasse un bisou parce que je vais bientôt partir ... et puis tu m'as jamais fait de bisous...... tu sais je t'aime encore plus que papa .... je veux la rassurer, lui dire que sa chimio l'a déja fait déprimer, qu'on m'aurait prévenu, et que , et que....... ses yeux m'arretent: ils me disent ce que je n'aurait jamais voulu voir... je les connais bien ses yeux ........ quand elle est entrée dans le service, il y a à peu près 6 mois, c'était la première fois que je voyais des yeux pareils: une lueur de malice qui ne s'éteignait que pendant son sommeil. Sitôt réveillée tout le monde se demandait ce qu' elle allait encore inventer pour foutre le boxon dans le service. Michèle la craignait. je n'ai jamais bien compris ce qui pouvait bien se jouer entre ces 2 bonne femmes... 40 ans les séparaient, sûrement pas un problème de concurence! Michèle avait le mème age que sa grand-mère ... elle s'est assise sur mes genoux, a passé ses petites mains autour de mon cou et s'est blottie contre moi, son visage contre mon cou. Je lui ai donné des dizaines de petits baisers sur ses cheveux. Je sentais sa respiration s'apaiser et elle a poussé un petit grognement de plaisir. Elle était Heureuse... j'ai du rester un bon moment comme ça; je m'engourdissais tout en sentant les petites mains s'accrocher derrière ma nuque. C'est son hoquet qui m'a fait sursauter.

Sonia est morte dans mes bras, ce Samedi, à 17 H 32. Leucémie. Elle avait 11 ans et demi.

Je pleurai en sortant de sa chambre. Michèle et une aide soignante attendaient derrière la porte. les chariots habituels attendaient, eux aussi.
Elle n'a jamais émis la moindre plainte, n'a jamais demandé qu' on augmente ses antalgiques. Pourtant tout le monde savait ce qu'une gamine de 11 ans pouvait vivre avec sa chimio. Je l'ai vue plus d'une fois dégueuler ses tripes dans le couloir ou au réfectoire. Mais l'important, pour elle, c'était de penser à toute les conneries qu'elle allait pouvoir faire ...... Demain!
Sa grand mère viendra demain dimanche. Ses parents étaient à Acapulco. En 6 mois , ils son venus voir Sonia 1 fois ..... entre 2 avions. Michèle m'a téléphoné ce midi. Tous ses petits copains on voulu la voir pour lui dire au revoir. Ils lui ont même chanté une chanson avec Michèle. Elle m'a également dit que Sonia était vraiment très belle. Aussi belle qu' avant ... quand elle dormait. Elle va beaucoup me manquer.

Jeannot

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