the table was set. the balloons hung up. her presents staked high. today she was turning nine. the lights were turned down and she walked down the stairs. and looked around. in the dark her smile was upside down then the lights came up and so did her frown. she would not let anyone know she was ready to die. she walked down the stairs and sat down. that cake was placed in front of her and she closed her eyes and wished she would make it tonight then blew out her last wish. everyone clapped and cheered. she was given her gifts. she opened them one by one and thanked everyone for them. the last one was her gift goodbye. a teddy bear, she smiled and hugged it then ran to her room. an hour or so later she never came down for dinner. we all walked up to her room and there she was dead on the ground. she hated life, she hated herself. she was only nine when she took her life away. she was only nine when she stood on the chair. she was only nine when she greeted death. she was only nine when she took her final breath. she would be missed, she would be missed. I loved her. she took the memories with her and the love for her I felt. she took it all except her teddy bear. she left it on the chair and then jumped. she is gone now and there is nothing left to do but wish she were here. I will miss her forever. im her older brother and on her nineth birthday was the last time I saw her.
