This is very short, and pretty morbid. I'm rereading Romeo and Juliet for like the six hundredth time, so i'm a little....idk, tragic right now (:
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Warning - character death!
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She huddled against the door as tears streamed down her face. There wasn't much she could do to drown out the thoughts that were swirling through her mind, her train of thought had gone completely off track and was falling through the darkness.
The mixed emotions, the memories, the pain, it was eating away at her from the inside. She didn't know if it would ever end. These dark thoughts had been haunting her for a while, but the recent tragedy was enough to make them completely unbearable. She was surrounded by death. There was nothing she could do to stop the pain that was following her like a reaper, waiting until it was her turn to die just like the rest of them.
Her family was gone, murdered one by one, and with the most recent development, she knew it was never going to end. Her eyes were red and her hair was matted as she looked around the room. A knife. She didn't even stop to wonder what it was going in her dormitory floor, that didn't matter to her right now. It just all needed to end.
The blade glittered in the flickering candle light as she held it up. "oh happy dagger…" she muttered, laughing slightly at the irony, mixed with insanity of her current state. She didn't take the time to ponder what she was doing. Her mind wouldn't be changed.
Her eyes closed tightly as she plunged the knife downward through her chest.
The pain only reached her for seconds before her limp form fell back against the door. Her eyelids fluttered closed, her scarlet hair fanning out around her. Such a morbidly peaceful scene…
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there's gonna be one more chapter, possibly shorter than this one.