Depression | MiMo

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She was so quiet. The entire day she said nothing. She looked at no one. Everyone whispered when she walked by in the hallway. There was someone special but they didn't talk that day. It was like they had switched places. As she walked down the hallway she only thought about how and when she would die. She wanted it to be quick, no time for slow and painful. The whispers, they were about her. She could tell, anyone could. But what about her were they saying to each other? Was it her lack of beauty? Her lack of nice clothing? Her lack of friends? Lack of family? She didn't know her parents, not her real ones. They left her at the hospital. She was kept by a nurse, an old nurse that she had killed out of depression. It's better than killing herself. Maybe that's what everyone was whispering about. People did find out and the school was alerted, but she wasn't a threat unless pushed to that point. So continued walking in the hallways of her school to find her next class. She was close by the room, but a group of girls got in her way. It made her nervous, she was ready to reach for her pocket knife. One girl got in her face. The girl back away, she back away until she could move no more because of the wall there. Another girl touched her hair. Another touched her face. And the last girl, she's the one that really caused them to be put in the line of hell. She touch the girls most prized possession. Her pocket knife. She pulled it out of the girls pocket and laughed aloud. The girl was furious, now this anyone could see. She launched for the girl with her knife, but the others held her down. Inside her head she was alone and broken. The girl that took her knife saw security and called them over. Now this action made the young killer want the other to die. She launched for the girl again, and pushed anyone who tried to stop her away with a great force. The girl who touched her hair hit the wall, blood trickled down her head. The one that touched her face hit some others students that watched. The one who touched her face fell straight to the ground. She reached the girl with her knife, the girl was very scared and pointed the knife at her. Tears fell down her face as the pain from the small knife spread throughout her whole body. She didn't move. She couldn't. It was the end for her.