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She smiled in photos. She laughed at school. But when she was home alone, her true colors shone through. She was broken. She was hurt. She didn't think her life meant anything. So one day, with no one home, she took out a knife and her recorder and recorded a message. With a tear sliding down her face, she stopped the recording and cut her wrist. She fell to the ground. And was finally gone. No more worries. No more cares. For she was a girl. Now smiling in heaven.
1 comment on Help me.
abigale.c January 08, 2014
im crying...
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