She sat alone with no one. She had no one to look after her. She had no one to hold her while she cried. She was so tired of the pain and agony, but no one knew her pain. At night she cried and screamed for help but no one could hear her. She begged for it all to go away. She didn't want to be hurt anymore. This was only at night time though. During the day she could fake a smile and act happy and loving. All that changed though. Her dad left her for drugs and a younger girl. Her mom left her home alone and traveled a lot. She lost her friends slowly over time. She had no one. She knew no one. She started to starve herself until she became very tiny. She gave up.
She found just one person who seemed to care. He cared about her a lot, but was he to late to save her?
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A Quite Suicide...
Short StoryIt's not the answer but it was for her........ (very short story)