She's gone on long enough. She can't take any of this anymore.
You see, it's been awhile. She was "abandoned" (you stupid girl, you know they're coming back) by her friends. And she's tired of dealing with it.
Of course people tried to help, why wouldn't they? But they didn't understand. They didn't even know why she was alone in the first place.
Alone is a strange word, she thinks. Is anyone ever truly alone? Not even she knows that answer.
Even when she's alone, she knows there is someone with her.
Her only friend is that reflection in the mirror.
Keeping in mind that this just wasn't enough, she broke the fair-haired reflection.
There was one final burst of pain (please let this be the last).
And she embraced the cold darkness that is now her home.
A/N: .....i don't know. i had about five minutes of free time, so that's why this is kind of rushed.