A sense of dread fell over her. Its’ murky presence was too thick to shake off. Nothing felt real. Everything was grey. The color left her once blissful face. Her laugh died down to a mere squeak. She masked it well tough. Her shell was strong. Everyone saw a pretty girl with smarts and charm. She couldn't see it or she chose not to. One decision ended it all. The murky presence left her back rested on her friends and family. She held death’s hand and enter the gates of the afterlife, whether it be Heaven or Hell. Dried tears on tired faces wept for her. It was a permanent choice for a temporary problem. Let the lesson be learned.