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A Dead Girl's Final Wish

Music is my home, Written when I am alone. Nobody is hear to save me as I slash my wrists and they turn scarlet. My mother and father walks through the door, my mother screams and , my father seems dazed, The doctor say if it was not for the fact, That my heart was not strong i would have survived, The boy and girl who pushed me to commit sucide, spits and dance on my grave, they defile it and call me names, even though i am dead i will still hear them, talk and say mean things, to my mother and father, They spread rumors that are untrue, A voice calls out and asks me what I want to do? I cry out let me live give me a second chance, I'll grant you this calls the voice, The next thing I know I am in a hospital in the intensive care unit, I try to speak my mother puts her finger to my lips she is crying, i Had been on the way to the morgue when my eyes open and i started to breathe, The same bestfriend who i have known all my life has finally shown her jealous side and called me a witch, and a zombie, or even a creature from hell. They Took her to the other side of the hospital and put her in the physchartric unit, The boy went to jail for attempted murder and i knew i had a plan lined all out for me

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