This is how Ginny might feel about being number 7.
Warning!!!!!
If you are offended by people committing suicide, please go now.
I see that you are still here. OK, that's cool.
Disclaimer: Ok, if I owned HP, do you think that I'd still be writing for
fanfic? Uh, NO!!!!! Duh, don't be stupid like my friends.
Chapter is dedicated to Mikko, may you find happiness with another.
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What does life have to offer me?
No one cares, no one has ever cared
I was the youngest, the last in line
As I hold the cool metal weapon I think,
'What a wonderful and terrible thing I'm doing.'
They'll find my note, I taped it to the door.
In the note, I babble on
Said how I hated my friends
How my brothers were to perfect
My mom smiles to much
My dad needs to stop reading the paper.
I lie on the cool white sheets of my bed.
On the ceiling I wrote in paint,
"Sorry that I was such a waste."
They'll see it, after they find my body
I stick the shaft under my chin and sigh
"When did it all come to this?" I ask
I hear them, they've entered the houde
I shut my eyes and pull
Finally, it's time to turn out the lights.
Don't any of you worry, this is only a story that I wrote after listening
to Evanesence. I don't want to commit suicide and never will. I have to
much to do in life. Ok, now you can all review so I can tell if it was any
good.
~Demon of the Wind~
Warning!!!!!
If you are offended by people committing suicide, please go now.
I see that you are still here. OK, that's cool.
Disclaimer: Ok, if I owned HP, do you think that I'd still be writing for
fanfic? Uh, NO!!!!! Duh, don't be stupid like my friends.
Chapter is dedicated to Mikko, may you find happiness with another.
+=+=+=+=+=+=+=+=+=+=+=+=+=+=+=+=+=+=+=+=
What does life have to offer me?
No one cares, no one has ever cared
I was the youngest, the last in line
As I hold the cool metal weapon I think,
'What a wonderful and terrible thing I'm doing.'
They'll find my note, I taped it to the door.
In the note, I babble on
Said how I hated my friends
How my brothers were to perfect
My mom smiles to much
My dad needs to stop reading the paper.
I lie on the cool white sheets of my bed.
On the ceiling I wrote in paint,
"Sorry that I was such a waste."
They'll see it, after they find my body
I stick the shaft under my chin and sigh
"When did it all come to this?" I ask
I hear them, they've entered the houde
I shut my eyes and pull
Finally, it's time to turn out the lights.
Don't any of you worry, this is only a story that I wrote after listening
to Evanesence. I don't want to commit suicide and never will. I have to
much to do in life. Ok, now you can all review so I can tell if it was any
good.
~Demon of the Wind~