The Story of Me

by Sharmyne   Nov 23, 2005


Waiting, silently, but still nothing comes to her mind she watches as if its been recorded but only it goes over and over in her mind just the way she planned it to be her mom on her knee's begging the doctors please "Do Something For My Daughter"!!
She wanted to cry for she never expected her mother to throw her self around but, she thought her mother would have said she loved her and wanted her life back but she didn't, she was waiting, silently.
The doctor got up and told her their was nothing she could do for her daughter was taken to the other room so her family could see her body. Her older and younger sisters watched silently as they saw the scars on their sisters arm not slashes but dots that she put their popping her veins with a thumbtack. She was depressed is what the doctors came to say, and her younger sister got down on the floor and said sorry over and over again.
Her older sister brushed the hair out of her younger sisters face. Her Grandmother came to see her granddaughter and tell her goodbyes she grabbed her hand and saw the necklace she gave her a year before. Her Father came buy surprised she was to see her father came to her side but it was too late she watched as her family mourned out every tear they had for her.
Yet She waited, silently and still with tears in her eyes nothing she could do would bring her back to life she poked so many holes in her arms and legs that it was just to late.

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