She sat in front of her mirror,staring at an unwanted image.Her pale skin was
black from the running eyeliner.Suddenly she felt such a rage inside she glanced
angrily at the mirror before slamming her fist into it.She pulled out two pieces
of glass,her hand barley bled.The images popped back into her head.She opened
the cabinets underneath the sink and tossed everything out until she found what
she had been wanting.She carefully removed the blades from the razor and sat
on the cold tiles of the bathroom floor.She lifted the steel blade to her wrist,
right below her palm.Her skin tingled when she felt the blade tough her arm.
Slowly she pulled the blade in a jagged line goign from her wrist to before her
elbow.A thin crimson line appeared.Soon it began to flow over,forming a red bubble.
She smiled,satisfied with what she had done.She felt all the pain drain away from
her. She turned to her other arm.She placed the red steel blood next to her arm
and carved in small letters 'Couldn't' then in large letters 'HOLD ON'.She ran
the bathwater then climbed in for the last time.The room became a blur and she drifted
slowly into unconciousness. As he walked in the door,he heard the blasting of
Rock music coming from upstairs.He threw down what he was holding and ran fursiosly
up the stairs.He knocked on the bathoom door.No response.He opened and saw her laying
in the steaming crimson water.He felt her for her pusle then quickly jumped back.She was
dead.
black from the running eyeliner.Suddenly she felt such a rage inside she glanced
angrily at the mirror before slamming her fist into it.She pulled out two pieces
of glass,her hand barley bled.The images popped back into her head.She opened
the cabinets underneath the sink and tossed everything out until she found what
she had been wanting.She carefully removed the blades from the razor and sat
on the cold tiles of the bathroom floor.She lifted the steel blade to her wrist,
right below her palm.Her skin tingled when she felt the blade tough her arm.
Slowly she pulled the blade in a jagged line goign from her wrist to before her
elbow.A thin crimson line appeared.Soon it began to flow over,forming a red bubble.
She smiled,satisfied with what she had done.She felt all the pain drain away from
her. She turned to her other arm.She placed the red steel blood next to her arm
and carved in small letters 'Couldn't' then in large letters 'HOLD ON'.She ran
the bathwater then climbed in for the last time.The room became a blur and she drifted
slowly into unconciousness. As he walked in the door,he heard the blasting of
Rock music coming from upstairs.He threw down what he was holding and ran fursiosly
up the stairs.He knocked on the bathoom door.No response.He opened and saw her laying
in the steaming crimson water.He felt her for her pusle then quickly jumped back.She was
dead.