Each day was getting harder. It hurt to live. Everyday I woke up hoping Id be in a better place. I want to leave but I know no one will do it. No one there will kill me. They can't. They won't. Maybe I will. Everyone will be better off without me. I walked into the bathroom, locking the door behind me. I took out one of my sharpest knives from my combat boot. I held it up to my wrist and thought. I thought of Carl. I thought of Bright. I thought of my brothers. I thought of Daryl. Everyone I loved without me. I cut 3 deep cuts into my wrist I screamed out in pain. I fell to the floor in agonizing pain as if oxygen was being cut out from me. I didn't think they were that deep. Then I heard Someone pounding on the door. "Grey!!! Greylynn open the door." Dean screamed he pounded on it then finally broke it down his voice cracking screaming for Brightlyn. She ran down next to me. "Why?" she yelled. "Why did you do this to yourself." She yelled while Carl ran in yelling and pushing her out of the way while taking his shirt off and ripping it. He put it around my wrist trying to stop the bleeding. "Wh-why did you do this baby" he said with his voice cracking. "I don't know I jus-" I was cut off by Rick. "What the hell Greylynn. Why the fuck would you do this." He screamed. "Hey leave her alone Rick!" Daryl screamed "that's my daughter- I mean that's practically my little girl your talking to watch it" Daryl yelled. "Carl hold it tighter we need to carry her into a room." Brightlyn said. "Don't tell me what to do" Carl screamed. "I have a right she's pretty much my sister Carl." She screamed. "She's my girlfriend." He screamed right back. "I mean more to her than you ever will" she snapped. "What the fuck" he yelled. He got up grabbed her neck and slammed her into the wall. She was grabbing at his hands. She was clearly unable to breathe. "CARL STOP IT! YOUR KILLING HER YOU ASSHOLE" I yelled. I got up with all the strength I had I pulled him off of her. She stumbled on the ground trying to catch her breath. I slapped him as hard as I could. "What the hell Carl you could've killed her that's your sister." I yelled. He looked at me. "Well say something." I yelled. He stood there choking on his words. "Forget it" I screamed. I ran up to bright making sure she was ok but not before I fell down feeling myself falling into a deep deep sleep. My vision was fading. I saw Carl run up to me crying. "She's loosing to much blood" he cried. I felt someone lift me up. I was laid down into bed and then I passed out.
