This is a story of a girl

The morning group so fantastic for her almost awake yet all 5 people extremely funny. Her boyfriend being a lot taller then she like to hold hands arms around each other hug a lot just side by side as they talk with the rest of the group. Yet when she talks she has to look up at him craning her neck way up. The others are his entire friends ’2 guys’ one girl along with her. One of the guys is extremely girly. Except she dresses like a stereotypical guy. He is one of her best friend she can tell anything to him anything at all. They did get into an innocent awhile back thow she was being rude and arrogant and he pushed her along the wall and gave her a huge scar on her leg. But soon after they got back and became closer in words not actions then before. In truth he and the other dude in that circle are the only 2 people that know that she is bi-sexual. She loves her boyfriend so very much so much more then she would another girl but still the other girl in the group is so beautiful, funny, and cute with her short puffy, luxuriously brown hair with green eyes that she would adore to have. Both girls talk online every once in a while into the night. The girl that the other one has a crush on is strictly Jewish. Both talk about boys and their friends and sometimes even more personal stuff. She is completely strait and unawhere of her feelings for her and she thinking that this might be better for the both of them. She hasn’t told her boyfriend yet and she doesn’t feel like telling anyone but the 2 boys in her group yet because she just doesn’t know who either her boyfriend will react or the other girl. So she sits there thinking in her room every night what will happen weather to tell them or not. But tonight was different. She got fed up with all this stressing out about them what would happen. So she told them. Her boyfriend looked shocked for the longest time. Then he pushed her out of his arms and left discussed with her. So she went crying over to the other girl’s house. Crying into her arms she wept and wept. As well as hoping her response would be a lot better than her boyfriends. so she looked into her face, so smooth as perfect, ad said, "I’ve liked you for a really long time I was wondering if you wanted to be more than just friends with me." she stopped as the face on her friends face turned to shock then to hare then to discuss. As she grabbed her arm led her to the front door and shoved her out locking her door. She was standing there all alone weeping. Rejected by the 2 she loved. So as she walked home in the dark she walked in the center of the street. She walked until a red sports car with a drunk driver hit her. The color of the pain showed no blood. As she got hit not much of a bump was made as her bones cracked as the car ran over her. The car kept driving and left her poor corps to be found in the morning by others. Family grieving, but nobody else would care about her and her poor legacy of truth and coming out.