Her thoughts and memories burn within her
taunting her, urdging her to ease the pain.
all it takes is one small slice and her worrys are behind her.
But as her memoory flashes back she can see her mother...
her hair a deep brown, running off her shoulders freely but almost perfectly.
Her green eyes filled with sadness and carelesness.
She remembers the day when her beloved mother ended her life with the same kind of tool. So sharp and shiny. She remembers her mothers last words as if they were just spoken
\"Never live off the past, always plan a future\"
those 9 words keep her going everyday and its those words that made her smile and put the painful tool where it belongs
and every bad day, those 9 words make her remember...
\"never life off the past, always plan a future\"
