Back at home -3 months later

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Shay's POV

I have everything needed
Knifes rope razors lighters drugs whiskey and my scale.

I walk downstairs and wave at my sister leaving

I wonder why it was so easy to hide all the weight I lost

I smile softly

I head back upstairs

I drink 1/2 of my whiskey right away striping my clothes.

I next smoke all of the weed and meth

I slash open my arms with a knife and write in big letters with the razors Suicide is not a joke on one leg then fatty on the other.

I write a letter to all my girls back at and from the hospital.

I burn some of the cuts nd the tie a noose into the rope

I take the pills and swallow them all gaging a bit

I stand up drinking the rest of the whiskey and I make my way yo the scale

I reached a new low

I was 36 pounds and I start to get my vision blurred

I smile and go onto the ledge and put my head through the noose and jump

I spin for a little bit

The last thing I heard was

"Shay Im back"

Everything goes black

Maddie's POV
I go out and drive around for a little bit when the image of Shay keeps coming into my head and for once I noticed how small she got again and decided I wanted to go talk to her about it.

I drive home and yell out
"Shay I'm home"
She doesn't come to the stairs yell back or come down to meet me like she usually does

I slowly make my way up to her room having a bad feeling

I take my phone out of my pocket just in case something bad is happening

I open the door and see my sister hanging their

I scream and I guess the new neighbor boy Luke heard me and came to drag me out of her room

He takes my phone calls 911 and takes my sister off the noose

The paramedics arrive not even a minute later.

They rush upstairs and pronounce her dead

Paramedics POV
We rush upstairs knowing where to go right when we call knowing how bad it was last time we expected worse.
When we got to the house I noticed no coughing no wheezing only a girl crying and a boy holding her

I go into the room and see the bruise around young Shays neck.
I see the cuts I see how skinny she is and I see the pills all over her mouth foaming and everything

Her eyes open and she looks at me.

I look over without even giving shay an examine and say

She's dead.

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