"As she runs the razor down her wrist, she prays that she has the courage to press down harder. It starts to bleed. As she tries to the tears back, she sees the blood pouring into her fist. The tears start to come flowing down her face. She looks up to see the one she loves standing there looking down at her in shock. She closes her eyes and unclenches her fist, then she says her final three words, I Love You." And then she is gone...
