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Quote: "The darkest hour is just before dawn."
I ran, blindly, not knowing where I was going and not caring. At last I stopped, and looked up. I was on a bridge over a lake, a deep lake. The bricks were loose. Maybe this was it. Where I could put an end to it all. I had nothing. I unraveled my bandages, and flung them into the water. I ripped at the sore scabs, opening up the wounds where I had once before tried to put an end to it all. I watched as the blood ran down my arms. I remembered the night when all this had started.
The girl walks through the door. "Hi, mom, I'm home!"
"Why?"
"What do you mean, why?"
"Why do you bother to come home? We don't want you here."
"`We`? Have you got a new boyfriend, mom?"
"A boyfriend? I've got your dad."
"But, mom. Dad died years ago."
The girl's worried, now. She's beginning to cry.
"Liar! You little bitch!"
"Mom! Stop throwing things! Neighbors will come! They'll hear the noise, mom!"
"You sneaky cow!"
"Why, mom? Why?"
"You killed your sister!"
The girl's really upset now, the tears are pouring down her face.
"I didn't, mom! It was an accident! Don't you remember? She fell!"
"No, she didn't, bitch! You killed her, you...you...! You're no child of mine!!"
The mom's getting more violent now, and the girl fears for her life.
The mom gets a knife from the drawer, and hands it to the girl.
"Here! Do us all a favor!"
The mom then goes back to the kitchen, pulls out a bottle of vodka. Sitting at the table, she begins to gulp it down. The girl looks at the knife in her hand. She knows what she has to do.
She raises the knife, and lowers it, slowly, aiming for her wrist.
Roughly I pull one of the bricks from the wall, tearing the skin round my nails, not caring. I start to climb onto the edge...
"Katie!"
Reviews!
Lilenimen: is this soon enough for you?
Swimmerkitti: yay! I finally got a good review off you! *does little dance*
Electricxrain: Eat, eat, eat! Food is important, especially yummy food. *goes to find ice-cream* mmmmmmm..........yummy food..........
Waterbug7: there is no such thing as too many fanfictions! And no, he didn't know. But he does now!
Quote: "The darkest hour is just before dawn."
I ran, blindly, not knowing where I was going and not caring. At last I stopped, and looked up. I was on a bridge over a lake, a deep lake. The bricks were loose. Maybe this was it. Where I could put an end to it all. I had nothing. I unraveled my bandages, and flung them into the water. I ripped at the sore scabs, opening up the wounds where I had once before tried to put an end to it all. I watched as the blood ran down my arms. I remembered the night when all this had started.
The girl walks through the door. "Hi, mom, I'm home!"
"Why?"
"What do you mean, why?"
"Why do you bother to come home? We don't want you here."
"`We`? Have you got a new boyfriend, mom?"
"A boyfriend? I've got your dad."
"But, mom. Dad died years ago."
The girl's worried, now. She's beginning to cry.
"Liar! You little bitch!"
"Mom! Stop throwing things! Neighbors will come! They'll hear the noise, mom!"
"You sneaky cow!"
"Why, mom? Why?"
"You killed your sister!"
The girl's really upset now, the tears are pouring down her face.
"I didn't, mom! It was an accident! Don't you remember? She fell!"
"No, she didn't, bitch! You killed her, you...you...! You're no child of mine!!"
The mom's getting more violent now, and the girl fears for her life.
The mom gets a knife from the drawer, and hands it to the girl.
"Here! Do us all a favor!"
The mom then goes back to the kitchen, pulls out a bottle of vodka. Sitting at the table, she begins to gulp it down. The girl looks at the knife in her hand. She knows what she has to do.
She raises the knife, and lowers it, slowly, aiming for her wrist.
Roughly I pull one of the bricks from the wall, tearing the skin round my nails, not caring. I start to climb onto the edge...
"Katie!"
