2 Why did she have to go so soon?

The first thing I noticed when I woke up was the fact that Cynthia was gone. It was four in the morning, where was she? I went into the hallway. The upstairs bathroom was occupied. I guess she's using the bathroom, I'll wait for her in her room. I scanned the room for anything interesting to play with. I found a book under her pillow, but as I looked closer it was actually a diary. I bet she won't mind if I read it.

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Dear diary,

I know it's stupid I'm writing in a diary. Whatever. I can't stand my life anymore. It sucks. Dad left and almost everyone hates me. I wish I died instead of dad. Ugh, whatever. Mom's calling me and I know she's gonna yell at me. Whatever, bye.

October 1, 2009

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Dear diary,

I'm back. I'm back with sad things about my sad sad life. It hurts so much when mom calls me useless and stupid, but I love her. She's my mom. I love them all but, I can't bear the pain. I've been cutting myself and no one ever cares to notice. Although, Bethany almost found out. Time for bed, bye.

October 14, 2009

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Dear diary,

This will be my last entry. I can't stand the pain, Eric broke up with me, Jasmine STOLE him! The pain is unbearable no cut can make me forget about the pain i'm in. I'm so sorry Bethany, Mom, Alex, Christian, and everyone I know. I bet you'll forget about me. I hope they love what I left them. I left a gift in the back of my closet on the top shelf for Bethany. I hope she finds this.

October 27, 2009

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Last entry. Last entry. Oh my god! She is trying to kill herself! I ran to the bathroom and threw the doors open. I shrieked. Cynthia was laying in a pool of blood on the floor, she was also covered in blood. NO! CYNTHIA PLEASE BE OK!

"NO! CYNTHIA! WAKE UP! CHRISTIAN! ALICE! ALEX! HELP!" I sobbed waiting for them to wake up. My best friend killed herself. I was in so much pain. She was the one that I always went to. Alex and Christian walked out of their room and shouted at the sight of their dead sister. Alex ran to get their mom. I sobbed as Christian hugged me. He tried to pick me up but I sat there crying. I didn't want to leave her. Alice walked out of her room in a dazed, she looked at Cynthia lying on the floor dead and fell to her knees crying. Alex screamed. After an hour of crying Christian put me on the bed to rest. I made him sit by the bedside. I couldn't feel a thing, I was so upset. Christian held my hand while looking around the room. A pile of papers caught his attention.

"Hold on Bethany. I'ma get something." He stood up and grabbed the pile of envelopes.

"What is it?" He looked at me.

"Uh.... letters..... but there isn't one for you." My heart shattered. I guess I wasn't that important to her. I curled up in a ball. I was so hurt, I couldn't believe she didn't bother writing something for me. I looked up at Christian.

"I c- can't believe it. I wasn't ever important to her. I thought of her as my younger sister. I have to go, can you call my mom?" He nodded and headed out. A cloud of thoughts swarmed my head. All I could think about was death, I hate this I'm never important. Whenever Emily, my sister, did well in something I would be labeled as useless and stupid. My mom only noticed me when Emily wasn't at home. It's funny how one thing can make you realize how unimportant you are. It seemed as if the world around me was spinning. As I fell someone jumped under me before I hit the wooden floor.

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"Hey, Beth. I hope you're doing well." I looked around only to meet the eyes of Cynthia.

"Well, hello," I said harshly. She looked at me confused.

"Why are you mad? Didn't you like what I left behind for you?" She looked so upset but the only thing on my mind was that she didn't care about me.

"LEFT WHAT?! I TREATED YOU LIKE A SISTER AND YOU LEFT ME NOTHING! WHAT AM I TO YOU? WHAT AM I HUH?!" I yelled. She acted like she didn't know. Tears started to form in her eyes.

"I thought you'd like what I left you but okay. I'll come back to see how you're doing. B- bye." I looked at her in disbelief.

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I grabbed my bag looking for the my phone but inside was a letter taped on a beautiful box labeled Bethany. She did leave me something. I looked inside. I was a stack of cash and jewelry. After reading the letter I broke down in tears. She did leave me something. She gave me more 5000 dollars, I feel so bad now. I looked at Christian who slept on the floor.

"Hey Christian. Time to deliver a letter to an asshole."