She sits in her room, alone crying wondering why people leave her why they leave her all alone. She thinks of all the people that care about her and all the fun times that she's had with them and thinks of the people that have left her and probable have a better life now. She is going t high school with people she knows but not the person that she can be sane with that she can laugh with our the same person that keeps her alive through all of middle school. All the people she put her trust in are leaving her mother, father they are at home while she with her grandparents and her brother got in a argument about a topic that she is always thinking of but let not forget her friends they are also in another state her home state she is so far away from them. She feels like the only way to stop thinking she is lonely is to write to put her feeling into one thing and that she can say with her dying breath that she did something she loved before she died. She wanted to get her feelings out some way or another because the people around her did not see her pleads for help.
