Words.

She looks down, the waves crashing against the pier. She thinks back to the horrible place that she called "home." The place where her drunken dad would come home piss-drunk and start hitting her again. The place where her mother only cared about her sucessful brother. The place where her wrists were scarred and her attempt to take her life, failed. She thinks about school. The place where her friends, abandoned her for the popular party people. The place where everyone bullied her for her lysp and her height. She couldn't help it. She thought about the tears she shed. And about how it all went wrong after Grandma died. She tried over dosing but her brother found her. She had her note for years, willing still after all these years to still take the life she thought had sucked. She could never turn in her parents, even after the hitting, starvation, and when she was little, when her dad would have "play" time. She thought. Looking down. Thinking about the only person who had loved her, her brother. He was two years younger, but a genius. She knew he was there for her. But she needed to be selfish for once. She thought about how they became close, their parents would always fight. Yelling matches. Punching. He was young an scared. They would hide in the closet and sing "you are my sunshine" until it was over. She knew he would think he could've saved her. But no. She looked down again. Bullying, started it. In sixth grade. Starting with the word "Freak." She took the gun, from which she stole from her dad. And pulled the trigger. Gone. She fell into the rushing water underneath the brigde. The police later found her suicide note. It explained eveything. Her dad and mother taken away and her brother placed in loving arms of his uncle. The other note later found was given to him " I loved you. Only you. They can rot in hell now. I hope you know, it's not your fault you couldn't save me. I love you" he cried that week.

She was only thirteen. When she committed suicide.

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This Is Fake and had nothin to do with my other story I just felt like writing it. (: ok?