The Ramblings of a Sicotic Girl

okayy, this is just me and what i've been dweling on lately.....

"i'm walking down the street. it's dark, and i know i have to get home soon; cerfew was 15 minutes ago, and mom is going to skin me alive. car headlights flash behind me. i turn to look. BAM....i'm dead."

no one ever expected the drunk driver to kill that young girl. she had a normal life. she hated shool, fought with her parents, laughed with her friends. she was sweet and crazy and nice. everyone liked her, she was someone people liked to talk to. she was going to be an author when she grew up.

her family is devestaded. neighbors bring food over to help them. the school wears all black for a day. her room is left exactly the way it was. a cross is placed on the spot where she died. the driver goes to jail.

and life goes on. her family heals itself. her friends think of her every now and again.

and the clock keeps ticking.

and the seasons keep changing.

and people grow and change.

and flowers grow and die and grow again.

and girls fall in love with guys who don't care.

and the government keeps screwing up.

and life just goes on.

people in China never even knew she existed. they went on with their lives and never even felt a sliver of sorrow for that girl, because they hadn't the slightest inkling she was ever living.......