The Waterfall And Death.

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Romance  |  House: Booksie Classic
Sometimes the littlest thing can lead to killing.

Submitted: November 02, 2009

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She walks into the room, seeing that girl sitting beside him. Laughing and grinning at everything he says. Just for a moment the world seems to spin around her head. She grabs onto the desk and breaths, after a second she begins her journey across the room to her desk. She has to keep reminding herself to breath as she passes that boy. Reaching her desk she put her head down, "three more hours" the whisper came out. Her eyes fluttered shut and she fell asleep.
The bus ride home that scene replayed in her mind over and over again. Finally at her stop she got off. Knowing she was the only one home, she walked into her father's room. In there was a gun. Just a simple gun. Placing it into her book bag, she walked out of the house. The ten minute walk to the waterfall was spent in silence, except for the nature surrounding her. As she neared the water fall, she got the gun outta her backpack. Dropping it on the ground. She walked into the cold rushing river, when she was about waist deep she turned off the safety. "I'm sorry I'm not good enough." she whispered before she put the gun to her head and pulled the trigger.


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