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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
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Oct 9, 2013
Oct 9, 2013 at 12:34 AM UTC
Rope
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
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South African
Oct 9, 2013
Oct 9, 2013 at 12:34 AM UTC
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