Lost Soul

Given up.

She took a deep breath. Tears streaming down her face.  She already told herself. 'It ends here.' She was thinking it over and over. She was confused. She was hurt, angry, unhappy, and lost. She looked at herself in the mirror. She screamed out," It hurts so much!" As she had the blade in one hand and the pills in the other hand. Crying as she lost someone dear. Crying as if a cut in her heart had opened. She cried in pain. She already had everything figured out, she had written a goodbye letter. Explaining why she had gone through pain and suffering. She heard the front door open. "Sweetie, I'm home!" Her mother yelled out into the empty house. She packed her stuff in a backpack. As if she were going to her 'Fake friend' house. She greeted her mom and told her she would be back that she's going out. Her mother too blind to notice her face all flustered red, smiled and said,"don't be late." Her mother didn't even look at her. She ran out. She walk into an ally where she can be alone. Pulled out the pills and blade. She cried as she took as many pills she could take in at once and took more. She slit her wrist little by little going deeper and deeper, crying in pain. She laid on the hard concrete ground, bleeding to death as she slowly lost conscious. Her last words, "I'm sorry." What was she sorry for? Ending such a precious life? Her own. 

                                                                             Two weeks later...

A young man walking down the street smelled something , he followed the smell. As he found out the smell he was shocked and didn't know what to do. He called to police telling them what he has found. The police called in this case and filed it to check out what it was. They told the young man to stay where he was so he stood by a big garbage can. Freaking out, he didn't know what to do in this situation. The police had finally arrived, they didn't believe what they had saw. It was the missing girl of the mother who called that she was late to come home. They covered the girl in a black body bag. They called the mother of the girl to identify the body. As the mother found out she lost it herself, she went to the morgue where the girls body was at. They showed her the way to the girl and they warned her before she looked, but she was to eager to see herself. She lifted the white sheet and her eyes grew big in disgust. She threw up in a near by trash bin. She fell to the floor and cried. Holding herself in shock. The worker in the morgue helped her up and held her to calm her down. "That's her. That's her." She cried out.