I walked along this twisted and winding road to my home. Dad was at work, he left his heart medication behind. I watched it all day. I was covered in red paint from the art class prank my classmates pulled. Dad wouldn't be home for another few hours. I thew my backpack into the fire place and showered off the paint. I placed paper flowers around my bed so it felt like someone cared. I waited until my hair was dry, then I filled six shot glasses with water. I took six of my dad's pills. I wrote 'I love you daddy' on the wall by cutting my wrist and using my blood. I laid in my bed and lost everything to a dark pitch black in complete silence.
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Till Death Do Us Part
ParanormalSome say that in order to escape you need to fight. I didn't follow that rule. I know it was a hasty decision but I feel much better know that I live as a ghost. I expected my fathers tears but not that girls. I guess now I have another reason to st...
