"I can hide!" She whispers, "Forever." Slipping on her rainbow bikini, she looks normal. Her friends could never know what she had done that night, nor will they ever. "Whats it to them anyways? A cut here, a stab there. . .its all normal. Right? RIGHT?" Her mirror shakes in disapproval. "YES IT IS! AND SO AM I!!!!!" Fists fly and her mirror falls. broken and bloody she sobs.
"She's Fake." she hears them whisper.
"Shes a suicidal freak" she hears them giggle.
"NO IM NOT!!" her fight with her mind grows unbearable. Knives are pulled, flesh is cut. Bloody falls.
"Stop!"
A unfamiliar voice calls. Her eyes widen and she looks to spot herself in the broken shards of her mirror.
"Stop doing this!"
The pure voice calls out again. Shaking she asks "Who are you?"
"I am you. But I am Dead."
Eyes widen and Mouthe's fall.
"But. . . but. . .but? I'm alive!"
"Not for long. You will die."
"No! I wont let it . . . . happen. . . again."
"But you Must!"
"Why!"
"Because you are a fake."
She trembles and drops the knife.
"I cant."
"Ah. So your a liar too?"
"n-no! I-I just. . ." she stumbles over herself repeatedly.
"So you like living in forever pain?"
"NO!"
"Then end it. End it NOW."
she looks in the mirror for the last time.
"Bye." She drops her clothes and steps to the window. Below her lies 30 feet of cars and buildings.
The sun warms her naked body and she jumps.
Falling.
Falling.
Falling.
dead.
