The story

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she got so mad that she ran to her room picked up the knife and cut her arm deeper and deeper till her arm cried crimson tears all over the floor, she got up from her desk with tears flowing down each side, she losing her touch and drops the knife and she falls to the floor, she looks up at the ceiling and with her last breath she said in the tiniest voice
" I'm sorry "
and there she lay not breathing not moving Will dry tears down her face with her body cold as ice, and her arm has bleed dry.