Raven's POV
There are so many ways to kill your self. A knife to the heart, a bullet between the eyes... as I think of ways to kill myself, I hear a knock on the door . " come on Raven! You have to come out of your room some time!" I ignored him and started thinking of more ways. " fine! Stay in there and be creepy, no one needs you any way." he whispered the last part as he walked away. " I'm not creepy, i"m just.. different." a small tear rolled down my cheek. My step brother was right. No one likes likes me. I have no friends a school. Every one hates me. I decided that I'm going to end this. When everyone was asleep, I crept down to the kitchen and grabbed a knife I thought no one would miss. Then I went back to my room, put the knife in my bag along with a couple other things.
I've been walking for a day now. I'm in a dense forest. Slowly coming up to my favorite spot. It was a clearing surrounded by trees. Almost a perfect circle. I grab the stuff I brought and get to work. I put on the dress I brought. I also brushed out my hair. (you'll get the details later). I sat in the middle of the clearing and grabbed the knife. "Hmm, down the river or across the road?" I asked my self. I started cutting my wrists horizontally. As I ran the knife across the bottom of my wrists, I felt tears well up in my eyes. I had forgotten how much cutting hurt. I laid down on the bed of dark green pine needles. As I lay on the ground, slowly bleeding out, I felt a warm sensation. It felt like laying outside in the sunlight, on a nice summer day, and you know your about to fall asleep. I felt like nothing could hurt me. Then another feeling came crashing down on me, like waves on a shore. It started at my feet, slowly moving its way up my body. It felt as if it had suddenly started raining ice cold drops of water. It must be from blood loss I thought to my self. Soon afterwords, I passed out.