(Note~ okay, so I got a little depressed and made this and a little story)
A little girl sat under a tree, her tree was her friend. Her family was abusive, and her sister ran away, her dad was always away or drunk and her mother treated her like a slave.
Every week on Sunday, her family let her go out to the woods, and she could stay for one hour, and she always stayed on the hour when the sun set, sitting bye her tree, watching the sunset, her brown-red hair covering her cut bruised face.
One day, she snuck a rope out with her, and went to her tree and usual. She teared up as she neared the tree, thinking of how her family and school treated her, she wanted it to go away, all of it. As she climbed her tree, she pulled the rope up unwinding it.
Once she was at her favorite branch, she tied the rope tight to the tree. She sighed and scurried back down the tree, and grabbed the other end of the rope. She had seen her sister watch of a video of what she was doing, and she was going to do it. When she asked her sister about it, her sister only said "A way out of this life".
She tugged the bottom of the rope into an adjustable loop and put her head in making sure it fit. Once she knew it fit, she stoop up on the stump under her looped rope, her stump she sat on to watch the sunset.
She climbed up the stump and grabbed her loop and slipped it around her neck. Soon it was raining, and she listened to the thunder. She then jumped from the stump, and a loud sickening crack of thunder shot through the forest.
. . .
Her grave was made bye the tree, facing the sunset, this was her Grave:
R.I.P in loving memory.
Alice Hope, 1981-1989 Died of Suicide.
(Okay so Alice Hope was a made up name, if its yours sorry. So, this is just a small made up story that tells people out here who treat others badly, that i-it can drive them to this, I'll admit I use to be a bit mean sometimes, but I also have troubles myself, but I have true friends who help me, so I hope you like this)
