A young girl, right around 16 , walks into her mothers bathroom looking for pain medicine for her terrible tooth ache. She had a boyfriend, many friends, and was gorgeous. Her boyfriend was in the service though, it was super tough on her at times and she has gone through a lot of pain with the whole thing. She found the bottle she was looking for and took two hoping that they would cure her utterly sore mouth. She closed up the bottle and walked out of the bathroom shutting the door behind her. Throughout the day she tried to pass off what seemed to be non stop agony and despair. She headed back to her mothers bathroom, now thinking about her boyfriend, so far away and out of reach, it's not like she could call him, he was busy doing military stuff and all. She read the label again, same words, same bottle, but they seemed to have a different effect on her at that point. She popped open the top and took another two pain pills, then another two, then another two, "maybe this will seize my other never ending injury..." and at that moment she saw her mom walk through the bathroom door. Her mother has been dead for 8 years, from overdose.
