She

by Nickie   Jun 17, 2004


She sits in the corner of her room crying. She still feels his touch. No.'she whispers into the air but no one hears her. No one ever hears her.

She still feels his hands all over her. NO!' she screams but no one comes. They never do.

He pined her to the wall. He used his hands to invade her innocence, her youth. please no.' she asked tears running down her face.

She tried to push him off. She really did but he was too strong.

She takes the mixture of alcohol and pills. sorry mum. I tried to stop him.
'She whispered as she slowly drifted towards death.

Mum finds her in the morning along with a note; tears ran down her face as she read what her daughter had wrote...

I'm sorry, don't hate me for what I've done but I couldn't keep on living knowing what I knew and knowing I couldn't stop it so do one thing for me, please mummy. Dig my grave and dig it deep, dig it big from head to feat and on my gave stone put a dove and make sure the world knows I died for love.

Tell everyone I love them and didn't mean to cause pain but this is the way it has to be.'
Hher mum put down the letter and broke down and cried next to her daughters body.

She watched from the heavens above silent tears falling down her eyes knowing that it was she that caused her mum to cry.

She floated down to earth as her angel self and stood next to mum. She watched her cry for hours until daddy came home and carried mum out the room.

When she was alone she went over to the body that was once hers and kissed it on the cheek, This was the way it had to be she said and left.

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