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 The girl wanted to die in the passenger seat with her Mom driving their black Toyota off the God-forsaken, sweet cliff. She believes this selfish (or is it selfless?) act would bind them together irrevocably till the end of time.

Knowing they could die anytime, she fumbled for her seatbelt. She needed to make sure that this wouldn’t seem like a suicide pact when the cops find their mutilated bodies. No one knew how long she had wanted this. For as long as she can remember, she had always been sure of how she wanted to die.

All her life it had been her mother who only loved her. It was this woman who painted her a picture of the world she no longer wanted to see in a matter of years. Who would want to see it quiver and die?

At a very tender age, she pleaded desperately for life to end in a moment she still has control of. After taking her last breath, she thought of her half baby brother who shrieked with glee while sitting on his father’s lap.

Carelessly and quite suddenly, she dove in head first into the windshield.