She's Fine. She breathed heavily as she gripped the object in her hands. "I'm sorry dad, I know you love me, but...I don't love myself." she scribbled on the paper. "I can be with mom now. I can be happy. I can see grandpa and grandma and Aunt Jenna." she ran the blade across her wrist. She stared down at the gushing wound on her wrist. She shivered. "I can't live anymore, dad. I know you love me, and take care of me, and comfort me...I feel like I'm a bother to you. That's why I should go. And that way I won't have to get sent home from school early from getting into a fight. You won't have to hold me and comfort me when I cry myself to sleep anymore. You can live knowing that I won't be bullied anymore. I can't get hurt in Heaven, right?" "Once you find this note I'll be dead. I'm sorry. I love you dad... -Tara<3" She took a good look at the note and nodded. She took the blade and ran it up both of her arms leaving long wounds. She kept cutting as the tears streamed down her face. She couldn't stop. She needed to die. As the room began to spin and her sobs grew louder she began to loose balance. She became too dizzy to stand and toppled over landing on her bedroom floor. The last thing she could get was her dad's voice. "Tara? Tara are you alright? Tara! It's okay sweetheart! I love you. Everything is going to be just fine..." Everything is going to be just fine... Just fine. Born_To_Write©