Note: Here is the next chapter! I hope you guys like it so far, I know it's dark, but it gets brighter, I promise! I own nothing in here, but

enjoy!

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Sharpay knew what she wanted to do. She knew what would take her out of the unforgiving world. She looked at the razor. It would no

longer work. Not for the task that she was about to carry out. She walked to her bathroom and looked at the mirror. She was pale, her

face was tear stained, her arm was cut up beyond belief, her hair was messed up, and she had bags under her eyes.

The other Sharpay would never walk around the house like this.

This Sharpay didn't care.

She opened the cabinet, but found nothing that would work. Her thoughts wandered to her broken mirror. She slowly walked back to

her room. She saw her room was too bright, so walked and closed the curtains, and turned off her light. With little light to see by she

walked to her mirror. She smiled at the image. She slowly bent down and went to the bottom right corner of it. She reached out and

pulled out a shard of glass and smiled.

This would work.

She walked to her bed and slowly sat down on it. She then thought about things. From nothing, to everything. She looked down at the

shard of glass and took a deep breath.

This was supposed to make everything right, why didn't she do it already? She sighed and thought of her parents. They didn't notice her

or Ryan anyways, would they really care about this? Her maids didn't care about her or Ryan, either, would they care? And

Zeke….Zeke…Would he care? Would he care if she did this?

No, he wouldn't. He thought of her as nothing but an ice queen.

She stood up and looked in the mirror again. She looked at the shard of glass.

Ryan walked into the house and sighed, thankful that it was Friday. No more school for the weekend. He sighed and heard a loud thud

from upstairs. "Sharpay?" He called.

No answer.

"Shar?" he called again, running up the stairs. He knocked lightly on her door.

Still no answer.

He pushed opened the door and reached to turn on her light. He gasped at he what he saw.

Sharpay was laying on the floor unconscious. She was surrounded by a pool of blood coming from one of her wrists.

She had attempted suicide.

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Note: Well, pretty much after this dark chapter things starte brightening up. I hoep you guys kinda enjoyed this chapter? Well! Till next

time!