On a cloudy, chilly day Liberty woke up and got out of bed. She got in the shower and got dressed
for school. As she walked to her bus stop she thought about the previous day. When she got
to her first period class, she was really depressed, and her eyes kept getting watery. She laid down
with her head on the desk, writing of what was on her mind. At the end of the day, when she got off the bus
and around the corner, she ran home. When Liberty ran in her room and started to cry. She started to get
a headache for crying to long. So she tried to stop crying. Liberty went to her bookshelf, got her journal,
and sat at her work/computer desk. Still crying, lightly, eye looking half closed, Liberty started to write a
suicide note. When she finished, she threw her journal across the room and slammed the pen on the desk.
She turned on the computer and went to the kitchen to get some orange juice. Then, Liberty signed on
and chatted with her online friends and read excerpts of books she was waiting to come out or to go the
store and buy. She loved the read and be online. She didn't care for the Earth, at all. Well she wrote suicide notes,
she sure didn't care about her life either. Why is she living?
People really didn't pay attention to Lib or talked bad about her. On her 'ok' days, students gave her claps
or said "she is so smart", and smiled at her somtimes. Libby stayed to herself and was always caught reading.
Some guys didn't think she was ugly, actually, they tried taking her out of the shell she was in, and had valentines
cards from everyone. She wasn't quiet or didn't seem stuck up, so people were interested in talking to her.
She raised her hand in class to answer and ask questions. she smiled back at boys in the hallway, who were
actually good looking. But how can a girl like this not want to get to know others and throw the depression
away? That's something anyone didn't understand. Lib always thought a suicide, cupid-like, angel struck her
or she was put on a spell. But her most entertainment were booksm so she didn't even care about her problems.
A week later, Liberty standing in the middle of her room with suicide notes everywhere. Lib just stood there
glancing at the notes with teary eyes. Lib threw her clothes and shoes all over her room and then hits one of her
fave glass ornaments. "No", she said with a shakey voice. As she walked to the broken glass ornament, staring
at it on the floor, she put her hands on her head. "What hav I done." Libby looked slowly over to her dresser
and took a razor blade out, from her draw with her craft, and put it in her pocket. Libery went out to walk
through the park, passed the brigde, she appeared to be where she can't be seen, with no one there. Lib stopped,
and listened. She didn't hear anything. Lib took out the razor blade from her pocket and cut her wrist.
Lib started to cry and she fell the the ground and cut her ankle, and anywhere esle on her body to watch
herself bleed. Lib cut her wrist deeper and screamed out.
Liberty's mom came home from work. "Libby, I'm home, how was the new book you got?" Libby's
mom wonder why Libby didn't respond. Her mom was sure that Lib would be home at this time. So she walked
to Lib's room and put her hand over her mouth, with her eyes wide. She walked in Lib's room, suprised of
the mess, she picked up some of the suicide notes and read one. Libby's mom drove to the police station
with the suicide notes. A half an hour later police started to look for Liberty. They could not find where Libby
was. A day later, a jogger's dog started barking continuously, until a crowd of people came to see a girl
in the woods cut up, dead. The jogger reported the info to the police and the police told Libby's mom when
they found out that "Libby Muckinfuss has commited suicide in the eooks of Edicius Park."
The next day students and teachers were talking about the terrible incident that happened. No one doesn't know
"why would Liberty do something like that?" Well no one really doesn't know. Not even Libby's mom, that refused
to read and use the suicide notes for evidence, which may explain what had happened.
for school. As she walked to her bus stop she thought about the previous day. When she got
to her first period class, she was really depressed, and her eyes kept getting watery. She laid down
with her head on the desk, writing of what was on her mind. At the end of the day, when she got off the bus
and around the corner, she ran home. When Liberty ran in her room and started to cry. She started to get
a headache for crying to long. So she tried to stop crying. Liberty went to her bookshelf, got her journal,
and sat at her work/computer desk. Still crying, lightly, eye looking half closed, Liberty started to write a
suicide note. When she finished, she threw her journal across the room and slammed the pen on the desk.
She turned on the computer and went to the kitchen to get some orange juice. Then, Liberty signed on
and chatted with her online friends and read excerpts of books she was waiting to come out or to go the
store and buy. She loved the read and be online. She didn't care for the Earth, at all. Well she wrote suicide notes,
she sure didn't care about her life either. Why is she living?
People really didn't pay attention to Lib or talked bad about her. On her 'ok' days, students gave her claps
or said "she is so smart", and smiled at her somtimes. Libby stayed to herself and was always caught reading.
Some guys didn't think she was ugly, actually, they tried taking her out of the shell she was in, and had valentines
cards from everyone. She wasn't quiet or didn't seem stuck up, so people were interested in talking to her.
She raised her hand in class to answer and ask questions. she smiled back at boys in the hallway, who were
actually good looking. But how can a girl like this not want to get to know others and throw the depression
away? That's something anyone didn't understand. Lib always thought a suicide, cupid-like, angel struck her
or she was put on a spell. But her most entertainment were booksm so she didn't even care about her problems.
A week later, Liberty standing in the middle of her room with suicide notes everywhere. Lib just stood there
glancing at the notes with teary eyes. Lib threw her clothes and shoes all over her room and then hits one of her
fave glass ornaments. "No", she said with a shakey voice. As she walked to the broken glass ornament, staring
at it on the floor, she put her hands on her head. "What hav I done." Libby looked slowly over to her dresser
and took a razor blade out, from her draw with her craft, and put it in her pocket. Libery went out to walk
through the park, passed the brigde, she appeared to be where she can't be seen, with no one there. Lib stopped,
and listened. She didn't hear anything. Lib took out the razor blade from her pocket and cut her wrist.
Lib started to cry and she fell the the ground and cut her ankle, and anywhere esle on her body to watch
herself bleed. Lib cut her wrist deeper and screamed out.
Liberty's mom came home from work. "Libby, I'm home, how was the new book you got?" Libby's
mom wonder why Libby didn't respond. Her mom was sure that Lib would be home at this time. So she walked
to Lib's room and put her hand over her mouth, with her eyes wide. She walked in Lib's room, suprised of
the mess, she picked up some of the suicide notes and read one. Libby's mom drove to the police station
with the suicide notes. A half an hour later police started to look for Liberty. They could not find where Libby
was. A day later, a jogger's dog started barking continuously, until a crowd of people came to see a girl
in the woods cut up, dead. The jogger reported the info to the police and the police told Libby's mom when
they found out that "Libby Muckinfuss has commited suicide in the eooks of Edicius Park."
The next day students and teachers were talking about the terrible incident that happened. No one doesn't know
"why would Liberty do something like that?" Well no one really doesn't know. Not even Libby's mom, that refused
to read and use the suicide notes for evidence, which may explain what had happened.
