There was one specific day in life, the day had came for me. I had found the love of my life and she had loved me. Well that is what I thought. The first day she acted like it. But come a month, she had only wanted my fame. As she would go outside only for fame. As I asked her, "why do you want fame?" She tackled me and I saw a syringe in her hand. "Because it is the only thing you are good for. "She replied. I blacked out. When I woke up, I was tied up in a room. No windows, droopy and sad. Seemed like a basement. Then I saw her. She had done this! But I couldn't move. I felt a sharp pain on my leg. I looked and she had stabbed me! I felt a stream of water coming down from my eyes. Like a faucet that had been turned. I should have never trusted her. She was mad. I was scared. As more tears dropped, she had destroyed everyone and everything I loved. I then saw the cold lifeless hand of my mother. I felt as if a burden had been released on my eyes, as if a dam had collapsed. Water had dropping and flooding from my eyes. There was a puddle of my Tears under me. Then, the cold, evil hand of that girl had felt my cheek. Then, it was all over. I was really dying. The laugh of her had swarmed my head as I tried not to die. But time came and i was close. Her evil laugh had swarmed my impaled head. I looked and her evil glare had shot my heart. And I heard the words "goodbye, you disgusting soul" come out of her mouth. I was still in a dead state, never to live again. (End) (none of this is true I just thought of it)