Singing Sensation Terry J. King had a million reasons to live – So why did he kill himself?

Singing Sensation Terry J. King had millions in the bank, millions of fans and a million reasons to live but he chose to die! 

 

Terry J. King, TJK as he was known to his fans, was exhausted. He had just returned from a tour which had seen his band performing in sell-out venues all over North and South America. His group K-A-Y 3 consisted of Melvin Andrews and Simon Young – three eighteen year old boys who had been friends since they were at primary school together in South London.

K-A-Y 3 was the brainchild of Terry’s mum, Maya, who had seen the potential of the boys years ago when they had come together to do a five minute musical slot for a school play – they had performed during the interlude of Romeo and Juliet the musical. Maya King, once a singer herself who had shot to fame with her breakthrough hip hop song, ‘Girls Are Doing It Too’ years ago, saw something in her son’s group that reminded her of herself. As a Black woman trying to make it in a predominately White, male industry it had been hard for her but she didn’t give up, she kept plugging her stuff and one thing led to another which saw her opening for A- list performers. Her career had been short lived but whilst it lived it had exposed her to first class air travel, stays at prestigious hotels and the consumption of food and wine that she could barely pronounce. After her career had died she knew one thing – having had those things and losing them – she wanted them back.

Now that her son’s group was a sensation, as the group’s manager, she had the things back; she was the sole manager of the group and everything had to be approved by her or it didn’t happen. The group was now worth several millions and she was constantly looking for ways of increasing that amount. It had been her idea for the group to do a documentary-movie about how the boys had come together and how their manager (she) saw in them what no one else did and how blah blah blah happened – she didn’t care what was said as long as money was made and she looked good in the movie – the contract signed stated that she was to play herself in the movie and be paid very handsomely for doing so. It had been at the premier of the movie in Leicester Square that Terry had met Sunflower Mackay, a striking model and actress. Maya saw the ‘potential of the package’ that was her son and Sunflower and she did everything she could to throw them together.

 

From being a superstar one minute, Terry’s world is turned upside down the next by two events.

 

The first: A fan kisses Terry one night at a club which leads to his public break-up with Sunflower Mackay leaving Terry fearful that Sunflower will reveal his secret to the world.

 

The second: Terry’s best friend Damien Grey plied with alcohol bought by a reporter and £500, tells the reporter that Terry is off women and will not be dating anymore. His words are taken out of context and the next day the reporter’s story ‘Terry J. King is Gay’ goes viral.

 

Things snowballed and the more Terry denied the story the more the reporters wrote that he was in denial. They called him ‘Bi-Curious’ and ‘Bi-Sexual’ or outright Gay.

 

Terry J King was one of the ten young people who went to the hospital that morning to take part in the suicide pact. He had millions in the bank, millions of fans and a million reasons to live but he chose to die.

Taken from U Murder U (Suicide)

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Bullied and Ostracized – Jimmy Duncan’s Story taken from U Murder U (Suicide)

Why did ten young people wake up one morning and convene at a Central London Hospital to take part in a suicide pact? What possessed them to do this? What possessed them to drink a concoction of stolen hospital drugs mixed with chemicals, the mixture so strong that it dissolved their innards in minutes? They died in so much pain – their dead faces were literally gargoyle in agony as blood oozed out of their orifices. From back blurb of U Murder U (Suicide).

13 year old Jimmy Duncan was one of the young people at the hospital that morning – this is his story. 

It was a school day. Jimmy Duncan didn’t go to school today; instead he went to the local internet cafe and sat in front of a computer for hours. This was his safe place – here there was no bullying, no hateful words, no hitting and no laughing at him. Here he played games, listened to music and chatted with virtual friends online. He spent six hours in the internet cafe and during that time he ate ten packets of crisps, five chocolate bars, five packets of sweets (500g packs) and he drank a litre of cheap cola. At 3pm he left the cafe and walked home choosing not to take the bus and face public humiliation.

Jimmy closed the front door, he heard sounds coming from the front room; the TV was on. He walked into the front room and saw his mother asleep on the settee. A half full one litre bottle of cider was next to an empty cider bottle under the settee – they had not been there this morning. He retrieved both bottles and crushed the smouldering cigarette that dangled precariously from an empty beer can which served as a makeshift ashtray. He carried the bottles to the kitchen, threw the empty bottle into the bin and put the half full bottle on the counter next to the fridge. There were no pots and pans on the stove and no dinner ready for him. There never was any dinner when he came home so he usually ate out. He heard his mother cough and went back into the living room. She had turned over and now had her back to the TV. She snored softly and he knew she was drunk, he had seen her like this so many times when she was sad and depressed. He saw something white on the floor, ‘it must have fallen from under her when she turned’ he thought to himself, it looked like a letter. He rushed forward to retrieve it, hoping that it was the letter his mum said would come from Social Services offering him help with his weight. He picked it up, unfolded it, saw it was a letter and quickly read it.

 

Children’s Services Social Services Department   

Liverpool 

 

27th May

Our Ref: 2X7770 112Y

 

 Dear Miss Duncan,

 Ref: Assistance Request for Jimmy Duncan

 We have reviewed your request and have decided that there is nothing that we can do for your son Jimmy at this point. We advise that you contact your GP again and find out if there is any medication that can be provided to help Jimmy with his issues. We understand that Jimmy is currently on anti-depressants but feel that this is not something we are qualified to deal with and strongly advise you contact your GP. Regarding the government assistance you mentioned in your letter, I feel that this finance should be used for children who are salvageable and as such feel your son does not qualify.

 

Yours Sincerely

 

Mr N. Bolton

Manager Children’s Services

 

It was a school day. Jimmy Duncan didn’t go to school today; instead he went to the local internet cafe and sat in front of a computer for several hours. He went into a new chat room, one he had heard of but never been on before. He answered some questions then clicked on a symbol – Ω.

It was a school day. Jimmy Duncan didn’t go to school today; instead he went to Liverpool Lime Street train station and took a train to London. He had a photocopy of the Children’s Services letter in his pocket.  The letter the police would use to identify his lifeless body.

 

Author: The statistics are impossible to hide from: each year approximately one million people die from suicide. It is my hope that U Murder U (Suicide) while a fictional thriller, will affect real change and prevent this from continuing to happen.

GLL Publishing the publisher of U Murder U (Suicide) has started a campaign called the Talk To Someone (TTS) Campaign which it hopes will get people talking about issues and not suffer in silence. There are so many charities and medical facilities geared towards helping people see that life is worth living and tomorrow can be better than today!

 

Gladys

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Aisha Patel’s Story – Taken from the new fictional thriller U Murder U (Suicide)

Why did ten young people wake up one morning and convene at a Central London Hospital to take part in a suicide pact? What possessed them to do this? What possessed them to drink a concoction of stolen hospital drugs mixed with chemicals, the mixture so strong that it dissolved their innards in minutes? They died in so much pain – their dead faces were literally gargoyle in agony as blood oozed out of their orifices. From back blurb of U Murder U (Suicide).

14 year old Aisha Patel was one of the young people at the hospital that morning – this is her story. 

Aisha Patel had a dream – she wanted to study medicine. She was fourteen years old and knew exactly where she wanted to study medicine and what she wanted to specialise in when she finished her basic training. Her paternal grandmother had died of breast cancer last year and Aisha had spent a lot of time with her grandmother before her demise and had seen firsthand how great the Macmillan nurses had been with her grandmother and how the doctors at the hospital had taken good care of her. She told her grandmother of her dream and her grandmother had given Aisha her blessing and told Aisha that she could be whatever she dreamed. When her grandmother had died Aisha felt like a part of her had also died because her parents and three brothers never seemed to have time for her. Being the third child it was easy to get lost and be invisible. In her family boys were valuable and girls were useful (for cooking, cleaning, ironing, washing, usually a lot of domestic things ending in – ing). In her family: The first child, a boy, was a blessing; the second child, another boy another blessing; the third child, a girl; and the fourth child another boy, yet another blessing. Being the third child and a girl – it was easy to stay lost and be invisible.  

   Aisha knew something wasn’t right on the day her father hit her. There had been a lot of whispering prior to that day and each time Aisha stepped into a room her parents and older brothers were in, the whispering voices would get lower and lower until they fizzled out. It showed the amount of regard her family had for her, they didn’t bother to stop whispering, they just made sure she couldn’t hear what was being said and continued. On the day her father hit her, the whispering stopped and the innuendos started –

“Aisha, you must learn to wash clothes by hand now.”

“Aisha, don’t waste food you never know tomorrow.”

She didn’t understand them. She hoped that if her dreams came true and she became a doctor they would like her and maybe be proud of her; she didn’t dare to hope for their love.

On the day her father hit her, one of her aunts had presented her with a silk sari and a gold necklace. She had wondered why as it wasn’t her birthday and she wasn’t aware of any ceremonies that were imminent.

Diary Entry: “My Aunty Mira gave me a sari today with a gold necklace. It’s really pretty and I thanked her with a big hug and kisses. She looked at me sadly and smiled. She told me to be brave. I don’t know why she said that and she wouldn’t tell me what she meant. I like Aunty Mira, she is one of my favourite aunties, she married into our family and isn’t like the rest of them.”

Later that day Aisha understood what her aunt had meant. Her parents called her into the front room and told her that they were taking her to India to get married. They had so little regard for her that they didn’t trick her or lie to her like some parents did to get their daughters on the plane. Those parents told their daughters that they were going to visit granny, or going for a wedding, or going for a relaxing holiday. When they got to India they took their daughter’s passport and married her off.

Aisha’s father (he spoke for the family) simply told her they were tired of looking after her and one day she would eventually leave them and get married anyway so they were hastening the event as they saw no need to procrastinate. Her father liked to use big words when he thought he was talking to little people. Aisha had never refused to do anything her parents had asked her to do in the past but as she saw her dream of studying medicine developing wings and attempting to fly away from her right before her eyes, she spoke out and refused to get married. Her father had hit her – he had never hit her before but then she had never refused to do what she had been told to do before.  

 Aisha had found the suicide chat room by chance on the morning of the suicide pact, which was the day after her father had hit her. When she saw the date and time that the event was to take place she saw it as a sign, an omen sent to save her. She knew her family didn’t love her and never had and she wanted to be with the only person who did, her grandmother. . . . 

 

Author: The statistics are impossible to hide from: each year approximately one million people die from suicide. It is my hope that U Murder U (Suicide) while a fictional thriller, will affect real change and prevent this from continuing to happen.

GLL Publishing the publisher of U Murder U (Suicide) has started a campaign called the Talk To Someone (TTS) Campaign which it hopes will get people talking about issues and not suffer in silence. There are so many charities and medical facilities geared towards helping people see that life is worth living and tomorrow can be better than today!

 

Gladys

http://www.gllpublishing

https://www.facebook.com/gllpublishings.co.uk?ref=hl