she goes upstairs after a horable day sits down and crys. Her mom yells up "come down here now!" she wipes off the tears on her face and goes downstairs to find her mom and dad at the kitchen table (they look mad) she asks "am i in troble?" they say "it depends" the girl sits down they start yelling about something she didnt even do then goes back upstairs opens her drawr pulls out her blade and the blood falls down her wrists.