by Destiny Covington

Created on: April 19, 2010

She sat in the corner of her cavernous room, peering around to take one last glance at the meaningless things her parents had bought her to make up for the fact that they were never home. She had everything any child her age could want money, expensive electronics, a credit card with an unlimited spending limit. But none of it mattered to her, she merely wanted someone there for her. But it was they only thing she could not get with money or prayer.

She held the blade to her delicate wrist and in one swipe she slit it, then proceeded to the other. Her crimson blood flowed down her hands and dripped to the floor until she picked up he mother's medicine box. She took 3 of each pill and shut her eyes. Awaiting the blissful hands of death to wrap themselves around her and pull her into the darkness.

At her final breath, her mother and father entered the room with a new iPad for her. They gazed in horror at their daughter, frozen from shock and the belief that she was already dead. She parted her lips one last time and softly spoke.

"You did this to me," And at the final word her breath stopped and she ran cold.

Her mother ran to her with hope that she could save her only daughter.

"Call 911!" she commanded her husband as she took her daughter into her arms."It'll be okay," she said to the limp body,"momma's here, we'll make it al better."

Her husband dashed down the hallway and grabbed the cordless phone. In frantic panic he dialed 911 and ran through everything with the operator. Moments later an ambulance arrived. They whisked her off to the hospital and into the emergency room. They did all they could to stop the bleeding and stitch her wrists back befor her heartbeat was completely gone, but they also had to get the drugs out of her system.

They were unable to rescue her and when they were given the awful news the doctor asked:

"Did she say anything?"

They thought back to thosed hurtful words and shook their heads.

They may have been able to prevent this if they had only been there for her and asked if anything was going on. Through the torture she went through at school and the lonelyness, she just wanted them and they were to blind to see. Now she gone, forever.

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