song; how to save a life by the fray
A LOUD RUMBLING SOUND echoed outside, pulling my attention from the letter and out of my mom's car window. The once bright sky was now fading to a dull and cloudy-grey.
"Guess the sunshine went away." My mom commented, not taking her eyes off the road.
"Yeah." I agreed, never taking my eyes off the letter.
And little did she know, she was right in more ways than one.

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From the Dead Girl
Short Storyin which her sister explains why she committed suicide.