"And the girl sat there by her window...a pencil in hand as she wrote a note to her parents...'if you miss me...well i'm sorry...but i can't live like this...without him life is meaningless.' Then she wrote her letter to him. ' i love you more than words can ever explain...you are my life, my absolute everything...but i'm apparently not good enough for you...i hope you can be happy with her...because she's always there and i can't be...i wanted to spend my life with you...but apparently you couldn't see us being more...i love you...and goodbye...' She signed his letter and put it in a envelope, walking from her room and to the mailbox she placed the addressed and stamped letting in the mailbox and walked back to her room, her face plastered in melancholic distress. Her bottom lip jutted out as she sat down in front of her computer...his screen name came up as he came online...she started sobbing uncontrollably...but she couldn't turn back now...she placed the not for her parents on her desk..the gun in her hand as she sat there...She downed the bottle of sleeping pills in front of her...then downed the bottle of pain killers...she pulled up an IM with him...all that she said to him was 'i love you...goodbye.' and she put the gun in her mouth...crying as she pulled the trigger..."
~M.E. McCoy