Gone

I'm sorry

       She sat in her room after getting home from school. She was only in fourth grade when she started to get picked on for her weight. She walked up to her mirror and turned to the side to see her stomach sticking out. A warm tear fell down her face.

       Days after months after years, the bullying never stopped. 8th grade had come around and she lost her virginity to a high schooler. 'You slut. You're a fucking whore, I hope you die. You fat ass slut. ' The name calling happened on a daily basis. It happened so often, she got used to it.

        She got tired. Endless nights of falling asleep crying. The cuts and bruises on her wrists and thighs. The constant worry of looking too fat in something. Never wanting to eat because she would gain weight. She was so skinny people called her a freak. She wiped her face and looked around her room desperately to find the noose she prepared months earlier. Her hands were trembling as she wrote a note to her mom. ' Hey mom. By the time you read this, you probably would have already found me. I'm sorry. It's not your fault. Please know I love you. And I'll always be with you. For the second, and last time, I love you. ' Tears stained the paper.

           She stood on the stool that held her up. She placed her head in the noose and tightened it. She took on last breath as she knocked the stool over. Warm tears streamed down her face as she was struggling to breathe. She went into a panic as her lungs could not longer take in any air . She knew this was the end. Her eyes got heavy as she could not longer fight to keep them open.

                                      ' I'm sorry. '

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