"The girl sat on the edge of her mattress in the dark bedroom. The window beside the bed had the curtains pushed aside and the window pane was pushed up so the night air and city sounds could float in and sing her to sleep as they did most nights. Tonight, however, there was no sleep. Demons floated behind her eyes for only her to see and invisible claws tugged at her heart strings as she sat clutching the cold steel of the kitchen knife in her hand. Tonight was the night; there was nothing left to live for.

In the next room the gentle snores of her family came through the walls. In her mind she knew at a different time this would have unnerved her; made her stop and think about what she was doing. Tonight, though, the room was too black, the air too chilled, her heart too mangled to care anymore. All she could feel was the soothing cold of the steel knife and the cool breeze against her skin. She pressed the jagged teeth of the knife to her thigh and bit her lip, staring down at the already marked up flesh of her leg. The scars had never faded and were now about to be opened up again. Without giving herself any time for though, she dragged the knife hard across her flesh. For a moment it looked as if nothing but a long slit in her thigh was going to materialize. Suddenly a dark crimson bloomed from the wound. A heavy droplet ran down inner thigh to her leg then dripped quietly on to the hardwood floor. A slight sigh of relief was emitted from the girl; however, it was not nearly enough blood and pain to satisfy her.

Twenty more incisions followed the first until all the cuts formed together to make a deep gash extending along the inside of the girls youthful flesh. Heavy globs of dark blood now poured from her leg and pooled in a sick black tinted puddle on the floor. Finally she felt it was enough for the night. All her emotional pain had just been transferred to a manageable physical pain; that was always her solution. With a happy sigh, feeling she had accomplished something that night, she lay back on her bed and shut her eyes, delicate eyelashes brushing her skin as it was bathed in moonlight from the open window. Enough, for tonight anyway."