A Friday morning,
she should be happy, the weekend's about to start.
She stares at the calender, as she does everyday.
Another day of tourmenting, she thinks to herself.
If she didn't show up to school, nobody would care.
She has a few minutes to spare, so she runs down the stairs.
Into the kitchen she runs, searching through the drawers.
She finds what she was looking for; A knife.
Sharp and terrifying to look at. The pain one could cause with this.
She looks around the house for her parents, still in their room she guesses.
Running back up the stairs, she thinks about the people who would care.
Her family, her small amount of friends.
Nobody would notice if she doesn't show up, just like she thought.
In her room, she looks around at the pictures of good times.
The knife is trembling in her hands now; Frightning
She takes the knife and aims it at her chest.
In. Out. In. Out. In. Out.
The knife cuts through her like she's butter.
Screaming; Painful, gut-wrenching, screaming.
As she'd expected, nobody was there to care.
She dies alone in an empty house.
Searching for light to hold on to life.
As she drifts away slowly into unconsussness.
Deep deep unconsussness.
Alone. Forever.





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