I got this idea from TorrentRainbow
The last time I saw Ashley was right before I left my group home to come back home to my family. She cut herself so deep with intentions to kill herself. I held her hand trying to stop the bleeding while we waited for the help that didn't come fast enough. The blood trickled down my arm and I could never describe what I felt as I lay her cold body on the floor. They had to drag me out of that room because I was so upset. After that day a piece of me was gone, the piece they call "love" ... And I am extremely done with all of this stuff. Sometimes I look at the bracelet she gave me and cry because that's all I could do. It was so frustrating that all I could was sit there and watch her eyes close for the last time.
