The smoke vapors were amazing.. The cocaine...Marijuana....the sour alcohol on my tongue. Jesus it was wonderful. My head felt so numb, and my friends laughter was amazing. But my head was spinning and i saw her..... She was the reason i was here...holding my head. She hurt me.... she took my life away and destroyed my reputation... She laughs at me..hits me.... torments me.... and she was here.... watching me... She nodded.. And i knew what it meant.. I reached in my pocket and pulled a switch blade out. It was happening so fast, even though i was barely moving. My friends paused, and had worried looks and even some were frightened. But my eyes were fixed on Her. She bared her teeth slowly and i put the knife to my wrist.

My friends voices were all muffled now, and the music drowned them out. The chilling blade on my wrist gave me goosebumps. My watch beeped blue with 30% fear..and 70% sadness.  I was screwed. The blade then dug deep into my fur, as i saw a red liquid follow out. I smiled for some reason at the girl..and she only sneered at me. But i still smiled. My friend, Leslie, a Latino Bunny with brown hair that always covers his eyes jumped up and ripped the extremely bloody knife away from my blood-soaken forearm. He started yelling in Mexican at me. All i heard was that i was insane... ..Good..

I look back at Her. She was gone.