How Can I Kill Myself?

There are several ways that I could kill myself. Anything to get out from under these horrid Latina bitches who are always hovering around waiting for me to die so they can have my mother all to themselves. Such thieves they are, these Latinas. I know what they want. I see through their manipulative, controlling ways but my mother seems oblivious to their devious tactics or she just doesn't care happens to me, something like that. She wishes that I had brown hair and no freckles but that's just not who I am. I can hardly wait until I get back to the States and I never have to have an obnoxious maid poking around in my room and messing with my personal stuff ever again.