Summary: She never fit in with the rest of them, but she never relized that she had friends that would stay by her side no matter what. And know its to late for Olivia.
Disclamier: I don't anything.
People never seem to understand her. They always think she's fine just because she smile's. But underneath that smile is a girl who is truly broken. She cries herself to sleep every night, its her new lullaby. She keeps her secerts to herself and won't let her friends help her. They don't know why she is so depressed, but she does. She feels so alone, misunderstand, anger, frustrated, and self- hatered.
She walks down the halls of her high school, not caring what the other people say to her. She makes her way through the day as she says no words. As she walks out of the school she can hear her friends calling her name, but never turns around. She just keeps on walking until she reaches her house.
Once inside she runs to room and pulls out the only thing that understands her. Her blade. She cries as she stares at the blade, thinking about what her lifes become. She knows its wrong, but its the only way she can feel free. She puts down her blade and startes to look for her photo album.
She sits in the corner of her room and cries as she looks at the photo's of her and her friends. She cries harder as she relizes that she is about to leave her only friends behind. What will people think say about her once they know she killed herself? "Olivia, your friends are here!" Her Gram yells up the stairs. She quickly puts everything away and wipes away her tears.
The only thing left are the tear stains and red puffy eyes. Mo was the first one through the door. As soon as Mo say the tear stains on her friends face she hugged her and she cried harder. By know she has Stella, Charlie, Wen, and Scott all hugging her. She still hasn't told them anything, but she lets the help her alittle bit.
The next day at school she feels better know that her friends are there. As she gets to her locker she sees her best friend Stella kisses the boy she has had a crush on since the third grade. Wen. Wen and her were always close, but this completely broke her heart into a million pieces. She got to her locker ignoring Wen and Stella. She grabbed her razor and started to cut into her skin, not caring if Wen and Stella saw her do it.
Wen tried to take it away from her as Stella ran to get the other three. When Wen grabbed she did it one last time, this time deeper. The blood started to poor onto the floor and she finaly collapses and stops breathing. Her friends cry and she know relizes what she has just done. She ended her life and left her best friends, Gram and, and the band behind her.