Suicidal Gurl

by Bella   Apr 21, 2006


Thoughts of worthlessness and death filled her mind, she felt the only solution was suicide.

Everyone around her didn't have a clue, of the thing she was about to do.

To them she seemed happy and cheerful, but instead she was sad and fearful.

Her parents thought the very same thing, because their daughter never said anything.

People teased her day after day, she thought the pain would never go away.

She found a solution in the shape of a blade, that with a couple of slashes would make the pain forever fade.

In the bathroom of her tiny house, she layed out the supplies she would use to kill herself.

The blade to cut, and a bowl of ice to numb her wrists, there was no turning back from this.

She closed and locked the bathroom door, soon she would be no more.

She put both wrists in the bowl of ice, that way it wouldn't hurt when she sliced.

She grabbed the blade in one hand and thought of nothing but the pain, while she did three deep cuts straight down to the vein.

Soon the blood started to pour, and it was all over the floor.

On the mirror she wrote what she kept saying over and over again, " I did it all because of them!"

After cutting through the other vein she fell to the floor, hitting the ice-filled bowl.

It fell hard onto the ground, making a loud clattering sound.

Her parents heard it and wondered what it could be, they would never imagine what they would see.

They knocked on the door asking "Are you okay?", never knowing what had happened that day.

She never answered so they asked her again, when she didn't respond they decided to break in.

They broke the lock on the bathroom door, to see blood covering most of the floor.

There was the horrible sight they never wanted to see, their little girl had ceased to be.

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