emo story

she is all alone in the darkness of her room. she cries out in a whisper "whats the point of life if liveing isnt worth it?" she goes to a floor board and picks it up. inside is a small silver blade. takeing it in her hand she goes to the bathroom. she locks the door behind her. stedieing herself with the wall she goes to the tub. laying in it she cries. the tears cloud her vision. wipeing them away one by one. once they stop she takes the cold ,small ,rectangle blade in her had and cuts across her wrist. she dips her finger in the blood and writes on the wall one simple sentence. "theres no point to life if liveing isnt worth it." she puts a bleeding heart at the bottom. takeing the razor again she preses a corner into her vain and travles all the wat down the vain till she gets to her elbow. happy with the work shes dun she lays down her arm and goes into a never ending sleep.





(didnt realy hapen. at least the dieing and cutting in into the vain)