Ribbons of pain

Watching the crimson liquid drip slowly down her fingers intrigued the girl. She smiled through the pain as the wounds became deeper and deeper every time she breathed. 

The sharp weapon lay on the floor near her legs. The metal instrument covered in red splashes as the liquid slowly devoured the knife. The metal stained red as the liquid continued to grow. 

The girl smiled once more and picked up the now red kitchen tool. The knife dripped ribbons of red along like her wrists as it rolled down her white dress like drops of water down a window. 

Her once innocent pure dress now soaked in her own blood. She lay down and lifted her arms above her. Watching the crimson liquid drip from her fingers once more. The way the red ribbons splashed onto her face in a slow manner. 

Then she closed her eyes. 

And never opened them again.