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iamatazluver
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The Knife That Ended it All
She sat there and thought of all the thoughts she could think of
Her realtionship, her family, her weatlth, and her pets
It came across her mind that it is all a dream,
All her thoughts and actions all an image of her imagineation,
But suddenly a noise starlted her,
Bringing her out of her transe.
It was real.
It was true.
It was life.

The bewildering sun, blazing on her like a parent over a child,
Like a starving animal over a pile of food.
She couldn't take it,
All the pain and misery she was in,
All the thoughts running though her head.

Slowly and hurtfully she got up out of her dase in her sunchair.
Inside wasn't any better.
The cat staring,
The faucid dripping,
The light flickering.

She imagined all the good in her life,
When her precious parents were alive.
All the good times she had.
But a terriable thought ran through her head
What if they were alive
But she was dead,
Burried in the earth's soil like the roots of a tree.
All this was rushing throught her brain like a virus scanning a computer.
She was happy but sad,
lonely but acconiped,
bord but enjoyed.

She couldn't take it anymore.
She had to do something.
But what?
What could a mire 20 year old do to make it stop?
With no parents
No company in the house.
What was she to do but to kill
Not her cat, boyfriend, or daughter
But herself.

"There is no living with it" she yelled at the top of her lungs
with no one to hear but the cat.
"There is only one thing i can do,
But to stop this aganie,
By doing what is right,
By killing me".

Moments later there is a loud noise
Not one of the cat,
Or the neighbors,
But one of her very own voise.
With a bang she hit the ground,
blood spilling everywhere,
The murder weopen in her hand,
A sharp to the touch knife from her very own kitchen.
The one she forced to cut her throught,
The one that is the reason for a nother human being dead,
The one that made the river of blood on the floor of her kitchen,
The one that eneded her aginy,
Her thoughts of life and death,
Of her realtionship,
Of her daughter,
Of herself.




 
 
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