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Oct 2013
I held the rope tightly
Twisting it around my knuckles
Breathing softly whispering
This I what I want
This is what I need
This is what is right
Yes it is I shouted
Finally a way out
Standing up on my mother comforting bed
I tied the rope tightly around my mothers chandelier
Making sure it was secure
I tugged at the rope
Yes it's perfect
Jumping off the bed
I sprinted to my room at the end of the house
Quickly striping down to nothing
I quietly changed into my school uniform
I want to look my best for this
After I had laced up my shoes
I walked silently away back to my mothers room
She will be home soon and I knew it
Quickly jumping up onto the bed
Stumbling a little
I reached out to the waiting rope
Looking into the mirror I tied it firmly around my neck
One
Two
Three
I flew though the air
Stopping suddenly not to fall to the ground
The rope instantly cut off the air  
I went limp
I was dead
Gone forever
Dani Sousmayan
Written by
Dani Sousmayan  Gauteng
(Gauteng)   
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