Moon sadness

"What is wrong with you ?", her mother asked behind a closed door. An average girl with once a heart, had locked her door and sat in the room of a caving in roof. She wanted to leave the world, and be left alone. No one ever really knew she was truly hurt. The more she cried the more she burned, and every night she died a little more inside. "Mom, I'm alright. I'm just a little tired as all." She replied with a stagger in the tone of her voice. Who was she fooling ? She wasn't okay, but she figured no one would care enough to understand anyway. She started to think about what the world would be like without her, what her parents would make of all this. She didn't care, because she knew no one else would. As she got older, she grew more and more colder. At the rate that she was going, she couldn't take it anymore. She went to the room with the caving in roof and she tied a rope around her neck. She stood on a chair and stared at the moon. The chair slipped and so did she.