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September 5

I sat there in my own depression, my mind tangling itself in pain and sorrow. The love of my life, Daniel, just left me without a word for another girl. My mother just passed away in a car accident and my father had started yelling and beating me from his own pain and broken heart. My grades were falling fast, and so was my faith and love for everything.


My friends started to move farther way from me because I was "too depressed." I was once a happy person who was now known as the "emo" kid. Now everyone just hates me from what they lost, because I just suffer from the loss of everything.

I couldn't take any of this pain anymore. So I pushed myself away from the living world, into my own bliss of insanity. Therapists tried to talk to me, but they gave up shortly after I wouldn't answer to anything. I stopped eating. I couldn't sleep anymore. I didn't feel any pain anymore. Nor could I feel happiness, or most of all, love. All feeling went away from me. I couldn't forget anything anymore. Daniel's touch, his kiss, and his soft whispers. The way he used to love me now belonged to that other girl. That scumbag. I sat through all my classes with hatred mending my heart in a twisted broken way. Might as well as put it back together with duck tape, I thought bitterly.


Then a few days later, I saw Daniel again at a restraunt my dad had dragged me too. He was with her. The memories fought there way to my main thoughts. That b******d. I took the knife from the restraunt table and ran towards him. The girl gasped with shock as I stabbed him. Once. Twice. Three times, for all the times that he made me remember that one awful day.


Realizing what I had done I ran out of the restraunt. I ran home and into my room, sobbing my heart out. I had killed him. My only love. I had murdered him. How can I live now knowing that he is watching me, saying over and over, why Rosie? Why? I thought you loved me Rosie!


The thoughts running over and over again in my mind I screamed. I ran into the kitchen. There lay the knife I had harmed him with. I picked it up with shaking hands, and brought it too my throat.


I'm sorry Daniel, so very very sorry, I thought silently. And the knife went across my throat. I collapsed to the floor and everything went black.



Torn apart by pain and hate, Rosie was gone forever.