Why So Soon?

''I looked down at my journal, the page empty. I hadn't written anything in days. What was going to become of me? At school, no one ever noticed me. Why should they, I'm just a peice of junk. No one cared for me. I was so, so lonely. I felt like I had no one. But then, he came.

Death was so relieving, so free, I gratefully accepted Death and I was whisked away into the night.

I now wander these halls, looking for ideas. I look for lost souls like me, and I help them.

Everyone that I know always asks the same question when they think of me.

"Why so soon..?''