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Hehe, just a twisted little thing outta my head late at night
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Tears welling to her eyes. Thinking about memories that can never come true again. She ran to her father's room, where he had hid her only friend, her knife. She quickly took, thinking to herself that he won't find out again, that he will never know, that she knows where he's hiding it. She took the knife to her arm and with one quick movement, her flawles pale skin, now with an open wound. She stared, her hunger to see blood, her own blood, seep through her own flesh. Finally she was ok. She quickly went to the sink to wash away the evidence on the knife and off of her arm. But the blood kept coming back, there was no way of stopping it. Paniking she had no idea what to do. Her head, feeling light, she fell to the floor blacking out. The last thing she remember was a shot of pain from her head to her feet, and then her whole body going numb.

Six hours later...

Drying blood quickly took the sight of his eyes. His daughters body soon came into focus. NO! he screamed over and over again. That knife, is the only thing he sees beside her.
An accidental suicide, only meant for relief, but she got more than just relief, she took her life without knowing, without saying goodbye. Screams are the only things she hears now. Torment, is the rest of her soul.