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She stood tense and shaking in the dark in front of her mirror. The light from the candle licked her face as she stood in horror at her own reflection. Her eyes were red and puffy they looked as bad as they felt. She had rubbed the tears so many times from her eyes were raw and cut so the salty tears burn, and rightfully so she whispered for only herself to hear. She thought about what was going on and began crying, she looked once more into the mirror and blew out the candle so she stood in the dark, ashamed of her patheticness. How can to people really only wish for her happiness and not know that wish alone would damn her to enternal suffering. There was no way out and she longed to grab the gun that would have been easy to get ahold of. She hated herself more for wishing to end it for herself for then she would never see their faces again because she would hope GOD would automatically damn her to hell for the afwul things she had done. Is it possible to kill someone and they still be alive? She hoped it wasn't for if it was she would be sent to jail... to bad she is already a prisoner in her mind. No way out. No way to fix it. No way to clean it up. Finally the tears don't fall and her face grows cold for the tears felt like scolding hot water rushing down her face. She deserved the miserary... for she is me.