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Im Gone


 

 

 

On my desk there is a photo

It was taken what seems like ages ago

It seems like another vacation photo of friends

Three girls smiling, laughing, having fun

 

But then as you look closer

You see that the sun is setting

The three girls are all in bikinis on the beach

One is pink with white polka dots

Another is black with pink stripes

The last Girl is in a hot pink bikini

 

There are palm trees behind the girls

And they girls have drinks in there hands

The girls look like they are fourteen

But the drinks look alcoholic

You then you notice there is something peculiar about the last girl the one in hot pink

She is wearing a long sleeved shirt over her bikini

And she has a glimmer of sadness in her eyes

Her smile looks false

Almost pained

 

(That was the night that everything changed for me, I know I’m in a better place now, but I wish my friends and family were here, its lonely without them. The shirt I was wearing was to cover my scars, I didn't want to scare my friends, but I did. I couldn’t handle my life, the pressure, the bullies, I wish I didn't do it, but it’s to late now, I’m Dead, I killed myself.)

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