What’s the point of life?

Hi, I’m a 15 year old girl and I know I’ve barely seen anything yet but yikes mane I don’t really see the point in living. I have suicidal thoughts often, wishing a stray bullet would take me out or I’d have an aneurysm in my sleep; Just something people wouldn’t blame themselves for. I haven’t voiced these concerns to anyone because I doubt they’d take me seriously. I just want to merge with my bed and avoid the complexities of this hell hole forever. I don’t want to work for minimum wage till I’m 60+, with a family of 4, living in a suburban home and driving a caravan (no offense to the people who do all these things) repeating the same days till the end of my years. Is that the standard? Is that what peak happiness is? I already feel sick of this repetitive cycle of days already, I can’t imagine doing this for another 15 years.