Getting called by her father, Trisha rushes out the door in tears. Once again her useless father had blamed her for his misfortunes. Sometimes she wished she could just die!

"I miss you mum" Trisha sobbed while holding a picture frame with her and a young lady who looked like Trisha whe she cried."I can't live anymore,I want to be with you wherever you are I want to die I'm piece, you left me with him,that's not fair,he is not a good dad! Come back mum,so we could live together"Trisha hugged the frame to her chest as she sobbed on the floor, crying. It had been exactly 4yrs since her mother suddenly died of terminal cancer.

Trisha was about 13yrs when it happened, she was left with her father,who at first took care of her well,until a year passed and he caved into the hands of depression,he couldn't bear it so he began drinking thinking that was the only solution to curing he's depression, but it led him into worse things, he spent so much money, that he could no longer afford a healthy meal. If not for Trisha's scholarship she would have had no choice but to drop out of school, she was left to cater for their needs, occasionally using her spare time to do odd jobs like walking dogs, cleaning lawns, washing cars, and even washing dishes of her neighbors or anyone interested in her service but the money she earned could only manage a stable meal for two days with little changed to spare and save.

At the age of 16 she began working as a waitress at a bar at night on the weekdays and on weekends she ran deliveries for different stores. This was her stable income earnings. But on locations our father would come home drunk and beats or toture her, blaming her for her mother's death and their poor state, Trisha had no choice but to endure the pain and hurtful words until her father was satisfied. After all the beating he would still take her money and leave her in a horrible state. This led to Trisha falling into depression creating a dull atmosphere around her, she tried to concentrate in schools work but it was all to much, she failed most of her classes. This arise suspicion among some of the teachers but most just decided to mind their business believing it to be a side effect of not having a mum in her life.

One day Trisha felt the need to end it all, she decided to just end all her pain and suffering, she wanted out she couldn't bear it anymore so she decided to die in a very painful way.

Trisha is seen standing on the roof of her apartment,she seemed to be waiting for someone to arrive, she stared blankly at the night sky with a blanc smile on her face she had a little gleam of hope across her face, the she heard light steps behind but she didn't turn back instead her blanc smile widened

"You ar finally here, I've been waiting for you"she said still not turning back.

First there was light silence before a voice so smooth yet calm said

"What is your reason for coming here?"

"I want to die a painful death and you are the only one who grants people such deaths so please grant me this death" she whispered with a tone of pain.

There was silence on the other end until

"No... I shall not kill aimlessly" the figure said about to leave but Trisha turned and held his arm

"No please you..you have to kill me "

"What is your reason"

Trisha's tears streamed down her face as she fell to the ground remembering all she had been through

"I have none I just wish to die"she sobbed

This didn't seem to move this stranger instead her squatted to face her

"If you want to die by hands you must be of worth, worthless people don't get killed by my weapons" those words where piercing for Trisha, it ring in her feeble mind like an echo she had one resolve to die but she couldn't get it at all

"Please kill me even though I have no worth, just end it all I'm tired of all this pain and suffering, if this is the only way for me to reunite with my mum I need it I want to see her again please"

But her tears streamed down her face, making her eyes red with pain but even this didn't seem to move this stranger instead he simply stood up and said

"Tears can never change ones fate what is done is done" the he left.

Trisha sat there in pain, tears, misery and confusion.

"Worth? I need that right die why I just wanted a painful death "

{In the dark the stranger watched.}