The night...

by krystal   Jan 19, 2005


She slit her wrists she said goodnight she needed to do it it was out of fright she never woke up she was very calm as she watched the blood drip down her arm it slid down her wrist and onto her palm her parents came in her father cried her mother screamed they couldn't believe she actually died it was over there little girl was gone all they thought is this isn't right your not supposed to bury your kids they didn't even have a clue what went on that night so don't be blind be in your kids life because if not....... your giving them the knife

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