she hides her angst, and nodds her head with no hesitation.
But after they all left the room,
she cried like she had already shown her sorrow from the start.
she cried as she wept, and... with no words...
she carefully... quietly...
ended it.
She grabbed a rope,
tied a knot by the very ends to anywhere she could tie it to.
she pushed a stool forward,
and with that,
I already knew she had made up her mind.
She made up her mind,
cleared her thoughts.
she had enough.
Step by step, she stood on the stool, staring the noose.
She entered it with the head...
And lifted up her feet from the stool.
She lifted her self like she was flying...
flying away from her misery and problems.
She flied away,
and disappeard. Never to be seen again.
THIS IS THE STORY,
OF A GIRL NAMED SARAH.
