She was filled with anger, sadness, and despair.
Luckily she was quiet, had a beautiful smile, and long blonde hair…
She dreamed of a boy..the only thing that made her life worhtwhile..after everynight she cried herself to sleep.
A few weeks after that night, her parents were divorced.
Her brother had died and the dream of the boy had not come to her mind.
She was asleep during a storm, when a crack of lightning struck and woke her.
She was so sad over what has been happening..
She stood up, and went to a smal drawer in her desk..
In the back there was a knife and a rope.
She began to take her anger out as she tied the rope to her fan.
Drips of blood fell as she cut her wrist deep but thinly.
a streak of blood followed her as she walked to get a chair.
she sat the chair under the rope and tied a knot around her neck.
She began to think about what shes doing here..”i cant do this, i cant…”
as she tried to get the rope off her neck she slipped, and the chair fell.
As she cried and with her hands tried to pull the rope off herself the blood stained her blonde hair.
She hung there motionless
She woke up to a voice of the boy in her dreams.
“I’ve been waiting for you oh so long, your in Heaven now.”