Maybe they'll have forgotten what I look like by now, I mean they only saw me once. In six long years of high school I have not once experienced conflict with anyone, and now this. I just dont understand I AM A SIXTH YEAR. I should be given respect, not abuse. I'm too scared to do anything now. Some little kids with learning difficulties and frustrations aren't going to let me forget how I so insensitively suggested to them they study for an impending exam. How dare I. Oh well, they're not going to get the better of me anymore. No, no. Im going to get the better of them...with this rope. They wont have me to bully anymore or make they're comments to anymore. Instead they'll have guilt to deal with. Yes! That it, guilt! I hope they live with this guilt for the rest of their lives. The rope is getting tighter now, my vision is blurring. I...I...cant...breathe now, oh what..have I...done. Darkness.

I can see my body now, way down there. Motionless, lifeless, swinging to and fro. I can hear them coming! Now they'll pay!

"Ha ha look at this Dawn, she even hated herself! Stupid bitch." I heard one of the bully's say to the other. This wasn't supposed to happen. They were supposed to feel guilty for pushing me to suicide. They've won and I'm never coming back. I wish I had just let them fail that stupid exam. I wish I had told someone and soretd it out. I wish I was still alive...I made a mistake.