The End of My Life
I take one last breath before my death, then I run the knife across my wrist
and I watch the blood poor out as I try and ease the pain. Too many times
I’ve been hurt by my friends and family so now I will leave my blood for
people to look at and wonder ‘What made her do that?’ You’d think they would
know by now, they should look back at the things they have done and said to
me. I take the knife again and run it across my wrist again and again till
I drop to the ground in pain. I finally let out my breath and slightly let
out a low scream as I lay there cringing. Frightened that anyone will see
me lying on the ground, dripping with blood. I try and lift myself off of
the ground but fail. Uncontrollably, I cry in pain as the last bit of
strength I slide the knife across my throat. My head hits the ground and
the knife drops out of my hand as I cough up blood. This Is The End of My
Life.

 
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