There lying dead by her favorite lamp post...
She was killed by someone that hated her most.
The cops came but there was no evidence to find...
They looked at each other thinking they must be blind.
With no kind of weapon lying around...
Not a single drop of blood on the ground...
They couldn't really tell...
The one that made her release that dying yell.
Going around and asking every friend...
To find out who was the one to bring her to her end.
None of her friends really knew...
They didn't know anyone evil enough to carry it through.
A month passes on...
With this little girl gone.
No evidence yet...
But they didn't realize they and the culprit have already met.
The little girl that is gone now...
She lives no more but no one knows how.
Only because she was living on with no one to care...
Only becuase she was living on with no one really ever there.
So one day she took a knife...
Out in the pouring rain to end her life...
The rain washed the blood away...
No evidence found to this day.
No one knows how she really died.
The suicidal note was left inside.
The knife and blood washed away with the rain.
Still she inside she dies of all the pain.
Bravo! This is really detailed, and it's a true story, which is sometimes hard to get out in writing. Even though suicide is a common topic, you made this something you didn't want to stop reading. Great job, and I loved how you kept things running smoothly through the whole thing. Plus, I love the twists and turns of this. Cheers, ~Sephe~
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