-Who is this girl staring at me?
-Her eyes are painted blacker than the darkest night's sky
-Her long black hair falls gently over her face, hiding her eyes
-She looks sad..
-Her make-up smears as silent tears fall from her eyes and down her pale cheeks
-Why is she so sad?
-Her white gown is stained of a deep crimson
-Perhaps she is hurt.. Should I help? How?
-She is afraid.. What are you afraid of little girl?
-Why are you hiding behind this cold wall of glass?
-Take my hand, you're so close, yet I can't reach you..
-A small pool of red liquid is forming around her feet now..
-I really think we should help her
-Please, little girl, take my hand, know that you're not alone! I want to help you..
-She has a dark look in her eyes now... it's as if she is staring right into my soul..
-I feel a shot of ice cold sadness run through my body
-Why are you staring at me so? I don't understand..
-It's getting so dark and cold.. my body feels numb..
-I wan't to move, but I cant
-Please don't leave me alone in the dark.. I dont like being alone..
-Her face is so pale.. and her stare so distant..
-She's not staring at me.. she's staring through me..
-All I see is red now, it's all around me
-I try to blink it all away, but my eyes can't seem to move from hers..
-Why are you doing this?!
-Then I realize.. the girl in the mirror is me.. I'm doing this..
-What have I done?
-I'm not ready to die, I haven't lived my life..
-I'm just a kid, please dont take me yet
-Just one more chance, thats all I ask..
-One more chance to tell my mom I love her, one more chance to tell *him* how I feel..
-They need to know.. Please! Everything is getting so dark..
-What have I done?
-I'm sorry mommy, dad, everyone...
-I don't know how I could have been so selfish..
-I love you all, and I'm so, so sorry..