Last tear (a short part of a story)
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Thread Topic: Last tear (a short part of a story)
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She sits on the edge of the world. Or so she feels. Her feet tremble 25 stories above the ground.. On the ledge. She peers down at the traffic. The people.
Oh, the people.
They dont understand her. They all think shes alright inside. That her life is a peice of cake just because she lives in a wealthy house. Just because she has money. They're so.. wrong.
If theres one thing Katt knows, its that money doesnt make you happy for very long. She had the best of everything, all the time. And it was great for awhile, but then people became her friend just to be around someone rich. They treated her different and really didnt care if she was happy or sad. As long as they could walk in her house and swim in the pool.
Katt had tried so many things.. to make someone pay attention to her. But her parents were always too busy and her friends always thought she was a perfect angel. She tried so many things.. terrible things. Even now it made her tear up.
She shouldnt have done all those things, she knew that. But now it was too late. Addicted to guys and drugs. So many regrets, so many secrets. She was so sick of it. No one knew her pain and no one cared.. No one ever cared!
She screams in the night. Staring over the edge of the building.. Even now, they didnt care. They just were walking around, didnt anybody understand how this feels? Katt was only inches away from the steep drop.
She shook her head. Nobody cared but, now they will. They will remember her now. And theyll regret not caring. Theyll regret it. But, at the edge here, it was alot harder then she thought. It was hard to take that one last step.
'One last step till its over' she said aloud in a whisper. The night wind shuffled her thin hair. And she glanced once more to the full moon and how good the light felt on her skin. She breathed deeply. The cold and crisp air.. so refreshing. And her last tear fell down her cheek.
Her right foot moved a few inches foward past the ledge. Now all she had to do was lean.. Lean a little foward. So, with her last tear and one last breath, she leaned -
........ i'm guessing the rest of the stories not about her...
it was *a lil choked up* REALLY awesome... is there more?
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i loved it completely and totally awesome
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she killed herself....
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well i got that but was she resurrected? or what?
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that was great! *claps*
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Thx guys!!
Na, there isnt more. I just wanted to make a short story with no beggining or end. A vignette is what its called.
But- if i made more of the story, ever, the rest of it would probably be about how her death came to be and how it affected her family. -
That was really great, Kirsteen!
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:)
If we dont agree on religoin- Why can at least agree that we both are good writers! -
ya i WAy agree with that.
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Heh heh, yeah, I agree with that. =)
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