Writings: Untitled Seven

Approximate Age:  15-16

She was alone.  Nowhere to go.  Nothing to do.  No one to be with.  It may sound depressing, but it was what she wanted.  Ever since she was a child, she liked to be by herself.  The children laughed at her, teased her.

Her cabin was nothing spectacular, but it was home.  In the middle of nowhere.  A forest surrounding her on every side.  She enjoyed it.  Her by herself with no one to bother her, threaten her, or dismember her.  Her life was dull and uneventful, but she was happy.  Not a single soul to be near her. No one to bite her, kick her or hit her.

She was alone  Forever alone.

"Goodbye world," she thought as she pointed the shotgun to her head.

Maybe she was too alone.