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She looked at herself in the glass, the bruises on her arm, the makeup smeared from crying. She looked away and stepped back from the sink, she scratched her head slightly, and stood there, thinking... Thinking of how she'd make it better, make her friend's life better.

She ran out of the bathroom and into her room, ran to her dresser and began to open the dressers and search for what she wanted. She smiled with an evil grin for she found the scarf. She held up the pretty black and red polka dot scarf and took a deep sigh in, turned and let it out. She looked up for she saw balcancy(SP). She dropped the scarf and fell to her knees, and put her head into her hands, and begin to cry.

She didn't know how this had happened. How the suicide filled her, how the cuts on her arms got there. She knew her life was becoming hell, but never did she think like this..

It started about two months before, her friends had left her for some retarded reason and she felt alone, for she only had about 2 best friends, when she had lost the ones she'd loved.

One month had past and her parents began to dislike her, only for her grades and attitude. The day her dad struck her was the day he lost it. Day by day, he'd beat her down, kicking, shoving, and just pushing her around...

SO there she sat on the ground, looking up one last time. She grabbed the scarf, tied it upon the balcancy(SP) and she grabbed a chair, but she stopped knowing she forgot something, "THE SUICIDE NOTE." She said to herself, she placed it on her bed, right beside her. She stood upon the chair, and place her head throw the scarf, she took a sigh in.

She then, pushed the chair, and moaned in pain, for she slowely began to die.