As she sat crying in her room thinking of a way to escape she opened her wallet pulled out a blade. The blade went warm into her skin it made her shake it made her spin.
She felt the warmness drip away it was soon to be over her life was at stake. There would be no more pain there would be no more guilt there would be no more crying over a spill.
She began to feel weak starting not to see her life was ending fast and in a speed. Death was coming she knew it would be soon she had to leave with the guilt left in her room.
she fell to her death lifeless and finished after all her years of misery death had finally set her free.
