At The End We All Die Alone… 
By: Mikaela A. Lopez 
Without a struggle, without a cry just a whimper in the dark. Laying there with no more fight left in me, as all my hope that I had left inside me just simply disappeared. Knowing that I can no longer be strong I realize that the time has come, the time for when my story must now come to an end. As the darkness begin to consume my soul, killing what is left of me. As the tears roll down my face, I now send my goodbyes out to the world. As I leave this world the same way I entered it, all alone… Because at the end we all die alone.