She stopped... She stopped breathing
Somewhere among the flames that were wreathing, she lost all trace of herself......

Joey was lonely, she felt helpless, she wasn't happy, she wasn't contented. She was miserable. Many times, she had thought about ending it, putting a stop to it, once and for all, but she couldn't do it, couldn't muster the courage to let the razor touch her skin, many times she had thought about taking those pills, but she couldn't do it, why, she thought, why, she cried, why, she screamed until she tasted blood, but she never stopped uttering it in her mind, why...........
Did she still have hope, did she still expect something from life, except death... Did she still she would find a fairytale...... Huh? She mused and a bewildered laugh shook her chest and lungs, huh? Wasn't it such an illusion, she did believe in fairytales when she was a little girl ah! But cruel fate, her life had been anything but a fairytale.... At the thought she further shook violently from her insane laughs, laughed and laughed, laughed till she cried, cried till she laughed, enclosed in her own labyrinth of destructive emotions, covered in her own insanity, she laughed for her tears were tired, she stopped crying a long time ago, now she laughed at the misery that was her life, the irony that was her life........ And so she dropped into another world of darkness as her laughs fainted and vanished somewhere within her.........