*black widow* she has been living one hell of a complicated life. she seek to know wat is the meaning of her life. hoping every single day that death would come to her.
nobody will grieve over her death anyway. absolutely no one..
she looked back in anguish at how life has been treating her. all her hopes and dreams seem virtually impossible for her to achieve. all her supposed happiness seem short-lived. is she a jinx? was she destined to live through her life going through a path covered with thorns and slithering snakes...never to find her way home..to the warmth and love; which all human seek??
one fine day, she finally reached home. she had a long, frightening journey. scratches from the thorns visibly seen on her frail body. and for once, she managed a smile. it marks the end of her sufferings. it's all wonderful now..
she finally found peace in her mind and her soul.
ouch! her wrist. blood still trickling..wat have she done? she did wat she had to do. free herself from her misery..