{ Heh, thats kewl. Im shy..but somehow i have alot of friends. Its..odd 😛 }
Coelle stepped inside and sat on her bed. A shaky sigh fell through her moistened lips, and she walked to her dresser. With a trembling hand she removed the pistol she was keeping for protection. She knew it wasnt worth it anymore...she had no one.
Slowly, still shaking, she pushed the barrel into her mouth. As the tears rolled down her pale face, she pulled the trigger. The bullet blew through the back of her head, causing a brain aneurism, and immediate death. It was all over, and as she died, she felt a warmth she had been missing all along.
{ btw, that wasnt 4 camile, it was for every 1 else in the rp, sry for the trouble! }