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dark clouds filled the night sky hiding the moon in them. it was raining ...

in the middle of the night, she was walking alone under the rain.

she didn't mind that her clothes were drenched from the rain, all she thought about was that she is alone and will always be alone.

no one is bothering to care about her.

the more she walked the more it rained making it hard to breathe well.

something shiny was in her hand, a silver sharp blade.

she wasn't sure if she should do it now or forget about it for a little longer and come back to her home to continue being a lifeless soul with no feelings and thoughts but being a failure with no hope.

she made it to a garden filled with colourful flowers, a little smile appeared on her face.

" If only my life was this colourful I wouldn't be here with this..."

she whispered, looking at the blade in her hand and letting out a sigh.

" I really don't want to live anymore... I don't want another day where I know nothing can really make me happy... I don't want to stay alive when I know nothing will ever change! I'm so tired of trying to be happy and changing my life for the better! I'm sick of telling myself the same lies for years! nothing will be alright! time won't heal anything! there aren't any good days to come!"

she shouted, her voice cracked. her tears mixing with the rain and her body becoming weaker by the moment.

she fell on her knees crying harder

" I hate this life! I hate it so much!"

she said, feeling her heart break into many pieces, impossible to be fixed.

" I wish death would come at me now"

she said, completely hopeless.

little did she know that her wish is coming true...

her weak body won't handle staying under the rain like this for much longer.

taking her breath heavily, she didn't wait any longer.

she smiled sarcastically, pointing the blade at her wrist.

" I hate you"

she said to herself. in one moment a lot of blood was shed from her skin without stopping ...

her body fell unconscious on the ground. the rain became heavier if that is possible as if it is crying in pain...

it was over she took her own life away...

   The End.

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