Her Last Words

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(This is based off the song, it's not a creepypasta, but I figured I'd write something sad, about how bullying can lead to unseen consequences)

Just a average gal, she always wore a smile, she was cheerful and happy for a short while... now the show's older, things are getting colder, life's not what she thought she wished someone had told her... She told them she was down, they let it slip by, so from then on she kept it on the inside, she told herself she was alright but she was telling white lies, cant you tell? Look at her dull eyes... She tried to stop herself from crying almost every night, but she knew there was no chance of feeling alright, summer came by she started wearing long sleeves, cause those cuts on her wrists were bleeding through, you see... She knew she was depressed, didn't want to admit it, didn't think she fit it, everyone seemed to miss it, she carried on like a soldier with a battle wound, bleeding out from every cut her body consumed... she had hardly any friends at all, all alone she sat, and if someone were to notice she would blame a cat, but those cuts on her wrists they were no mistake, but no one seemed to care enough to save her from the self hate... Things were going down and never really up, and here she is now stuck in a stupid rut... She knew exactly what she had to do next, just stand on the chair and tie the rope around her neck... She wrote a letter with her hands shaking wild

"LOOK AT ME NOW, ARE YOU PROUD OF THIS PRECIOUS GIRL?!?"

But she knew that her friends weren't the ones to blame, it was Flower that should bow down her head in shame... She stood up on the chair and looked out at the moon, just don't think...

"It'll all be over soon..."

The chair fell down as she took her final breath, it was all over, all gone now she's greeting Death... Firey walks in, he falls down to the floor, and now nothing can take back what he just saw, the little leaf that he loved was just hanging there, her body pale her face was violently bare... He sees the note and unfolds it with care, all he does is stare...

"How can this be fair?..."

He starts reading as the tears steam up his face, "I'm sorry guys but this world is just not my place... I've tried for so long to fix myself and fit in, I've come to realize that this world is full of sin... there's nothing for me here, I'm just a waste of space, I got no reason to stay here in this awful race... it's a disgrace, I was misplaced, born in the wrong time and in the wrong place, it's ok though cause you'll see me soon, you'll know when your time has come, just look at the moon... as it shines bright throughout the night, and remember everyone's facing their own fight, but I can't deal with the pain, I'm not a fighter, you'll make it through the night, just hug your pillow toghter...  so let the world know that I died in vain because a group of people are the ones to blame... and I know in a year you'll forget I'm gone, cause I'm not really someone to be dwelled on... it's what they used to tell me, Flower and her friends to, so I'm going by the law majority rules... my presence in this world is not needed any longer, but if anything, I hope this makes you stronger, you're the best friends that I ever had, such a shame I had to make you so very sad, just remember that you all meant everything to me, and to my heart a certain flame held the key... Now it's time to go, I'm running out of space to write, and yes I lost my fight, but please just hold on tight, I'm watching over you from the clouds above, and sending down the purest and whitest doves to watch over you and be my helpful eyes, so this is it world...
goodbye...."



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