12 Hours is all it takes.

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10 hours before.

8am
I pull myself out of bed, knowing that I have no motivation to do so but I can't cancel on my friend today. I'll be canceling on her for the rest of her life.

I reach my kitchen, searching for something small to eat. My cat Molly comes up and rubs againsts my ankles. I crouch down to rub her head and then carry on with my actions.

9am
My friend pulls up and I hear the knocking at the door. I have fun, I'm generally happy but my plans are already set in stone. We say goodbye to eachother, She doesn't know it will be our last time parting ways. Atleast for me.

10am
I throw on my mother and I's favourite tv show, I savour the moment as pictures fly past on the screen but I do not feel how I used to feel.

11am
I think about my plans, I decide that I need to write letters.
• Mums♥
• Dads♥
• Bsfs♥
I get to the final one.. My sister, My little sister. I pond on the thought that she will forever be the gorl that has a sister but nobody will ever meet her.

12am
Time keeps moving slower and slower, I play with Molly. Molly was my first pet, I begged my parents for her. When we went to the pet store as soon as I laid my eyes on her, I knew she was the one. But after tonight, I'll never get to feel her warm and loving coat of the softest furr. And she will never get to feel my warm hand petting her.

1pm
My online friend messages me. I've been so caught up in my own thoughts, I didn't think to message him. I send him a quick "I'm busy right now, talk later" And decide to write a message. My parents would never agree to me having online friends but I don't think that will be forefront of their minds. I put a timer on so it will send when I'm gone.

2pm
I decide to take a nap, I haven't gotten the best sleep recently and sleeping was always one of my biggest joys.

7pm
I wake up to my alarm, I'm forced back into reality. I realise my family will be getting home soon, Everyone had work today. I'm the deadbeat.

8pm
I place the notes carfully on my bed next to 2 boxes filled with stuff. On the boxes names are written. Stuff that shall go to my sister and bsf. A teddy bear with a note is also there, its for my godsister.

9pm
I break the glass bottle with a hand towel wrapped around it, I grab the medium sized piece. I always heard that glass was better to use than blades.

I stare at myself in the mirror, I see the crimson falling from my arms. My eyes start to flutter but I feel no pain, I exhale. I fall.

10pm
The front door opens with laughter, They will never know this day will become their most dreaded memory.