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    dots Submission Name: Tear's Suicidedots

    Author: Xiallia
    ASL Info:    17-F-Missing Osaka[IL]
    Elite Ratio:    1.49 - 3/23/32
    Words: 588
    Class/Type: Story/Longing
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    dotsTear's Suicidedots

    Note: Some Random Thing I Wrote x_X

    Tear walked down the empty hall of her Manson, long ago abandoned by her former family. She looked around with her deep blue eyes at the carpeted floors and the paintings on the wall which were covered in a thick coat of dust and cobwebs. She looked out one of the windows as the moon shown over the place, appearing a light icy blue.

    Stopping in front of her old room Tear slowly placed her hand on the door, closing her eyes and taking a breathe
    she put her hand on the dusty copper knob. Turning it she slowly pushed it open, walking in she looked around.

    Everything the same as the last time she came here. She walked over to her bed and sat on it. The blue satin sheets just as smooth and soft as ever, as if someone was keep this particular room fresh and clean everyday.
    Tear looked to her shelf full of her old stuffed animals..

    She got up and walked over to it putting her hand on her Teddy Bear she used to carry around since she was 3 years old. All of a sudden something caught her eye, it was the sparkle of a throwing dagger set near the mirror on the dresser. All though there was no light in the room the dagger reflected light from somewhere..was it the mirror?

    Walking over the the dagger Tear pick it up gently in her pale hands. Carefully she surveyed it the navy blue handle of the dagger seemed to favor her touch, for as she gripped it, it suddenly flew into the mirror causing the mirror to shatter into pieces all over the dresser and floor, and soon from the broken pieces of glass blood flowed.

    The dagger laying on the ground beside her feet lifted into the air and soon aimed itself at Tear's Heart.

    Tear smiled as she opened her arms as to hug someone.
    In the flash of an eye the dagger plunged deep into her chest piercing the flesh and tearing into the muscle soon reaching the the bone of her sternum and cracking, no shattering it as it reached the heart. Tear choked up blood as she fell back. She looked to the ceiling of her room as tears fell from her own eyes. She smiled as she welcomed her well deserved death.

    All the years of wandering are over she finally found her place of eternal rest, this is why her family kept her room clean this whole time.

    The blade in her chest slowing down her heart ans soon to a stop the Dagger laid there in her lonely heart.
    After All these years of hate for her family.
    Today she learned...that deep down they cared.

    Tear's Suicide Funny...was it not?
    She thought no one cared..until the end when she saw her room long after her family moved, her family, too much grief from staying in that house they moved knowing her spirit was still about.

    They knew one day she'd return to this place and go to her room, they left the rest of the house in despair as Tear's room was the only one there...clean and well kept..it was the only way she knew...that they really cared because they loved her too..Even if it took her a Million years to find that out.

    Submitted on 2009-09-21 03:22:00     Terms of Service / Copyright Rules
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    ||| Comments |||
      The style isn't bad, if a little too.... mopey.

    The only thing that bothered me was the ease she stabbed herself. It's not something you can just do... a real suicide would take much more effort. Like you'd have to be digging around the ribcage for it.
    | Posted on 2010-02-03 00:00:00 | by wivetwhisk | [ Reply to This ]

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