Kelly’s Story..

Today she woke up for the last time. She looked at her reflection in the mirror, wiped her face clean from streaks of running makeup from crying that night and stood there just starring. Kelly Marie Adams was this young girls name. She had just turned 18. She was a beautiful girl with dark brown hair and natural highlights of red streaking through in the sun light. She was the "perfect size" 5'6" and weighed 108lbs. She was the prettiest girl in school, with tons of friends and she was always on the high honor roll. She was an image of perfection in all their eyes, but if only they knew..

The final day of her life..

Kelly had just gotten home from school, her soccer practice was canceled. Her fathers car wasn't in the driveway but her mothers was, which was odd because they both worked until 5:30pm or so. She walked in her house didn't hear a sound she called for her mom, but no one answered, she heard footsteps upstairs. So she went to her parents room and saw what was going on.. She quickly closed the door and ran into her room crying. "How could my mother have done this to us," she wondered. Later that evening her father came home, he and his wife sat down for dinner but Kelly was not at the table with them. Instead she told them "I'm not hungry" which was a typical thing for Kelly to say. So nothing seemed different. But that night was very different for Kelly. She sat in her room next to her bed clenching something in her hand. She opened her fist and took that beautiful new blade out and cried and cried. Biting on her lip she began to paint thick bloody lines across her delicate skin like she had many times before. But this time they were deeper, deeper than any of her past cuts. She found comfort in this strange feeling. It somehow made her forget everything bad in her life for a few minutes. But when the pain was no longer there the bad things crept back into her head. Last summer, when she lost her virginity at a party because she had too much to drink. Last fall when her best friend moved away and never spoke to her again. Last winter when her ex boyfriend of 3 years was killed in a car accident days after they had broken up. And through all this, her parents marriage was failing and the family was falling apart. But she never thought her mom could ever have an affair. It was all so much to take in. For that entire year she had changed..she lost a lot of weight and began harming herself in different ways. She could cope with everything..until now. She was done trying. She was done faking her smile everyday. She was done with everything, she had no one who cared anyways, her best friend wouldn't talk to her, her ex that she had almost gotten back together with was now dead, and her parents were too wrapped up in their own little worlds they barely noticed her anymore. So that night she made a plan. A plan to end it all. She wrote a short note and placed it on her dresser. She entered her bathroom and opened the medicine cabinet and took just about everything to numb her. Then she started slicing her skin again but this time her wrists. She lied in her bathtub and waited for death to come and take her away from this awful place. Blood flowing out of her so fast, so much blood. That night at 11:37pm she was gone.. gone forever.