she sits there looking at her keybord thinking of all the things she could write about

her past,her wanna be furture, anything then she really starts to think of her family and what shes gone through and what her friends have gone through and how hard it is just to live in this hell hole so she stops thinking about writeing about deth now, yes now she wishes to experiance it to get out of here and go somewere new somewere with a new experiance she may find out about her haven or hell she dosent know but she wants out. so she gets up and gose to the kitchen to get out a knife.
thinks for a sec. :"what about what im leaveng? my friends my family"
she pulls the knfe up to her neck and slits her throut

know she knows
that there is no more pain
just......

Kaysie strikes again... I like it... weird, but I won't ask!

Nice idea, slitting throat... it's always wrists in my stories *hehe* God I feel so happy today, you know, a good day... maybe I've reached the point where 'things can not get any worse'. How are you? ... am I allowed to ask that in such a topic?

I like how she thinks "What am I leaving? My friends, my family.." yet she still does it. Actions are much stronger than words...

Keep writing x

thanks

and im fine
glad that your in such a good mood!