December 24, 2006

She wrote in here diary:

December 24, 2007
I really think I’m going to go through with it this time. I always say i will but i stop right before its complete. I just cant take it any more.

As Sarah Sits in her bathroom floor with the knife she got from her kitchen she thinks about what will happen if she actually goes through with it. Would people feel bad or cry. Mostly would anyone really give a damn that shes gone? She thinks, would Jake even care, since he “loves” me hes gotta care… right?

That night her father woke up in the middle of the night to go to the bathroom. As he turned on the lights he could see the puddle of blood that was on the floor, and on her wrists were long deep cuts. He found a piece of paper on the floor next to her.

The paper said:

“this is all your fault”

Her father began to cry. He felt bad because he never acted like he believed her. He was always telling her she was worthless and how she never did anything right.

When it came time for her funeral Jake never showed up, because he felt like a real asshole because the night she died he was messing around with her best friend.

Everyone felt bad for her but it was too late they couldn’t change it it has already been done, and they knew it was all their fault.