This is not from any to show and well that is about all I can say about 
it I think like well it is a cool story that I wrote so well since all 
the peoples are my one don't take them that is my disclaimer

DEATH AND LIFE

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She stared at the medicine cabinet, looking at all the pills and 
bottles of assorted liquids, thinking about what life would be without 
her. Tears ran down her face. She was so sad she wanted to die, she 
felt she had to kill her self. She randomly grabbed a few different 
pills and 2 liquid medicines from the medicine cabinet in the bathroom. 
She got a glass of water and pored some of the liquid in as more tears 
pored out of her, eyes. She took out a few pills from every bottle in 
the cabinet and put them out on the counter of the sink next to them 
she had written. The note was tear stained and written sloppily for the 
girl was so scared her hand had shook as she wrote it. She stared at 
the note; she stared at the pills. She picked up a hand full and 
stuffed them into her mouth. She drank the water and medicine mixture 
to wash down the pills. It tasted horrible! She dumped what was left in 
the glass and filled it with water and drank it. She took another hand 
full of pills and slowed them. And then she slowed the last hand full. 
She sat on the floor crying and thinking about what life would be 
without her, it would be better she thought. She would no longer be 
yelled at by her mother for every little thing. She would not have to 
worry about grades and living up to her sister. She would no longer 
have to worry about upsetting her father and she would not be waiting 
for him anymore. She thought more and thought of how much better life 
would be for the other people in her life. They would not have to worry 
about her. Then she remembered a phone call she had gotten a few days 
earlier. A friend called and said she was afraid to go up stairs 
because her parents were fighting and if she went up the fighting would 
be turned on to her. The girl had begun to realize as she sat on the 
bathroom floor that her life was not that bad. Then she remembered a 
trip she was taking soon and that she had been looking froward to it 
and she remembered that she was going to play sports in high school and 
collage. There was so much that she wanted; had to do in life it was to 
early to die. She ran over to the toilet and stuck her finger down her 
through and through up everything that she had taken. She had so much 
that she had to do so much that she had to see. It was too early to 
die!!!


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