Story: The End

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She had just come back from her faraway school the day before, so she was extremely exhausted and naturally, she did not wake up early.

Her mother woke her up and heartlessly said that she would have to accompany her to her grandparents' house for the day.

The girl got very angry, for she had the weekend planned for studying for the exams since she would be home alone after they leave for her grandparents'.

Her mother, however, had different thoughts, not to mention that she had the worst method to wake people up. She always woke her children up by telling them to do chores, run errands, or to accompany her to wherever she wanted to go. Never had she ever woken her children up and let them wash up and eat first, no, she had always woken them up by demanding what she wanted them to do before they even got the chance to open their eyes. 

The girl got really angry, so she grabbed a hairbrush and violently brushed her messy hair not feeling any pain just wanting to avert her anger elsewhere refusing the temptation to talk back for fear of starting another one of her mother's dramas.

Unfortunately, her mother noticed her daughter's anger, and instead of talking to her calmly to understand why she was angered, she started crying and accessing her of not wanting to meet her sick grandfather who was showing signs of death nearing him. She added that all her daughter wanted to do was either sleep or use the computer all day long.

Being accessed with something she didn't do made her even angrier, so she added more force to her hair brushing. She may as well have cut all her hair and wouldn't have felt the pain.

When her mother finally concluded with the usual "you can stay if you want, nobody forced you to go greet your dying grandpa", she stood up, grabbed some clothes, and hurried to the bathroom. 

Once inside with the door locked, she faced the mirror with two waterfalls of tears streaming down her cheeks and screamed all of her protests and anger soundlessly, picturing a never-going-to-happen conversation where her mother would consider what her daughter was going through and try to soothe her with gentle words that had not as much as slipped from her mother's lips during her whole life.

She got more upset knowing that her mother would never treat her so understandingly that dangerous dark thoughts crept to her mind. She could very easily grab hold of that knife again and this time just_

She stared at her shocked reflection regretting having thought of that. She had always quietly kept her anger within whenever her mother decided to be bossy or dramatic, but every now and then she would feel a murderous urge to shut her mother once and for all.

It was then that she decided to starve herself, both to distract herself from whatever that she was thinking of, and because for some reason, it made her feel like she was hurting her mother when she hurt herself. All she had to say was that she was fasting.

After a boring day of sitting in the same place, doing nothing but look at one spot the whole day without moving. Her mother finally decided to go back home, so the girl gathered what was left of her energy and walked along with her mother back home. 

She crossed the road absentmindedly, not noticing her mother yelling for her to get back, and a giant speeding truck came out of nowhere. 

The driver couldn't avert his car, nor could he slow down in time, and by the time he was going to hit her, her mother threw herself at her daughter trying to push her out of harm's way.

Alas, they were both hit.

The mother died, for she was crushed completely while the daughter only lost consciousness. She was rushed to the hospital where they could not save her crushed legs.

When the girl finally woke up, she could not remember anything at all. The doctors explained that the reason for that was because her head was hit severely.

The girl could not live with her family because to her they were strangers, so she moved out. 

She was never able to remember anything from then on, even when she grew old and lied on her bed dying.

The End