After that relieving swim, she throws on the extra pair of sweatpants in her backpack. She heads out towards her bike but what does she see? A note. "That's bizzar? Why the heck would there be a note on my bike? Is this a prank?" All of this ran through her mind as she cautiously tore the note off of her bike. It read: "Have fun finding out what parts we took of your bicycle :) Hope you don't fall ;P"    "This is why I hate people" She mutters under her breath. Thinking it was just some kids goofing off and that nothing appeared to be missing, she jumps onto her bike and ridese home. Everything was going great unitl she went over a speed bump. Her bicycle came crashing to the ground and fell completely apart. At this point, she didn't think that things could possibly get worse.
She was wrong
She left her bike on the side of the road and finished the stretch back home on foot. As she aproached her house she wasn' even suprised. It was egged and covered in toilet paper. Go figure. Oh look another note. This one read: "Do you get the message now? We don't like you. Leave us be. Love, your ex-bestfriends"   Giving up, she stormed into her room. "Tomorrow has got to be better. It has to." She convinced herself.
Once again, she was wrong.
Things continued to get worse. 
She has reahed her final straw. Everything is too much for her.  There's only one way out. She has no body that she feels she needs to say goodbye to. She went straight towards her room with a bottle of her mom's perscription painkillers. Once in her room, she goes to put the bottle down. But there's something in the way. A Tiffany box. "Huh? MOM!!" She yells. "What is it baby girl?" Her mom replied. She strolled inot her mom's room and saw her laying on the bed. "Mama did you put this box on my bed?" She asks, revealing the tiffany box. "Yeah I did. Sit down baby. Your grandpa gave me this ring on my 16th birthday. I was struggling in high school at this time. It brought me out of my funk and now I see you going through similar struggles that I was going through. I'm hoping this can have the same effec on you as it did on me. Tthis ring saved my life." Her mom told her as she opened the tiffany box revealing a gold ring with two diamonds and a saphire. This could not have come at a better time. A saphire? Thats her birthstone and diamonds are her mom's birth stone. There is no way that she can do this anymore. Putting the pills back, she put the ring on her middle finger of her right hand where it fit perfect. As she went to school the following week, she wore the ring each and every day. It truely is amazing the power of one simmple gesture. Her mom still doesn't know how dire her daughter's situation was but it's a good thing that everything happened at the time that they did. This llittle ring symbolize her strength and that her grandfather and all past family was witwh her. She is no longer alone. She'll always have someone with her. Moral of the story? Reach out to someone. You never know their situation. It could save a life.