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by tinkerbell Jan 24, 2006 category : Sadness, depression / about death
The night she died i will always remember a painfull time in late December Christmas just passed and treated her well but the one thing she wanted she never did tell gift after gift unwrapping with hope but what she demanded was not enveloped tears began falling the family denied mom and dad downstairs while upstairs she cried A knock on the door last and unheard mom waited for an answer and screaming so ubusred she left the door closed as her little girl tried to say as loud as she could im going to die but her mom never heard she didnt know to listen as the little girl wept when she saw the knife glisten the weapon of choice lay still on the ground right next to her body where dead she be found A little while after dad knocked on the door said \"honey time for dinner we just got back from the store\" when there was no reply his heart skiped a beat he prayed to his god said dont take her from me his hand in themple as he unlatched the lock the door opened itself as he stood there in shock as he rushed to her side and held her tight but her body was cold and he knew he was right he picked up a note that layed in her hand she started by saying im sorry youll never understand he unfolded the paper and swallowed his fears when he saw swmi sealed with my tears santa forgot me he denied my one wish when i sat on his lap i asked him for this i was unhappy and wanted a box that i could shed my tears in and seal it with locks so i could escape my pain and put it away until the next time it hurt and use it that day but each thing i opened it was never found i looked everywhere it was a package not bound i didnt know what to do so i used a knife and i pushed it so deep that it took my life i loved you guys deeply more than words describe but darkness took over i was no longer alive ill miss you all so much and ill look down from up above signed your only daughter with all my love he walked back downstairs holding her goodbye he looked up at God with tears trembling thinking she was only 9 ...she came and she went we\'ll always remember that cold icy night in late December