Home alone, you break down, letting out everything, crying and screaming as loud as you can. Your family comes home, and here you go again, fake smile, fake laugh, pretending everything is okay. They dont suspect a thing... They dont suspect that their little girl is broken, and falling apart at the seams. With so much on your mind, you ask to be excused, with the excuse that "im just tired." when really, you're just exhausted of everything. "hey you there, with the rope on your neck and vodka on your breathe, go on, do it. Think of the freedom you will have." Pushing the chair, you struggle to breathe, and darkness is all you see. You take your last breathe, to the sound of your mother screams. Then, you are set free.