chpt.3~Serena

Serena lay her palms out straight in front of her, she smiled at the glitter that she had painted her nails with. It was so perfect just for her, she started to laugh at the small rabbit pictures on the tips and then the smile left her face. She remembered her 6th birthday when her dad had bought her sister a pink rabbit and told her that if she was good then she could play with it... even though it was her birthday her sister still found some way to snag all of the attention. Serena tied the knot tighter in the rope, and set her pom poms down. She stood staring at the small stool where she stood beneath the bleachers. The rope swayed in front of her and she stood still on the stool. 1

"goodbye everyone" she whispered and kicked the box out from under herself, the rope swung and the air left her so quickly she didn't have time to scream. She kicked her feet and the rope tightened around her throat, cutting into her flesh, she could feel the blood dribbling from her throat. Her chest felt heavy, and her eyes watered. The tears slipped down her cheeks and her eyelids closed slowly... 2

her heart stopped, she wasnt breathing, all she was feeling... was nothing.3

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  • Trenchmouth silver member
    December 2, 2005
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    YAY YOU KILLED HER!! lmao! this story is so great Joy! i loves it and i loves you!!

  • ShadesXofXGray
    November 27, 2005
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    lol.. the cheer leader is going to die.. i have to edit this part because i made three diffrent endings to each death and i copied the wrong one..lol
    JKiddey

  • Trenchmouth silver member
    November 26, 2005
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    oh goddess, this series is awesome! haha why the hell didn't you kill the cheerleader! SHE NEEDS TO DIE JOYUS!! oh oh oh! make me a character and i'll saw her legs off! BWAHAHAHA! lol, great story.
    s and s
    ~Arachne