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To the unknown Reader,
See what I did there. I don't know you how can you say you know me. When I don't know you. Reader, maybe you don't have anyone to tell but how would I know.
The promise was to never cut again. And I did on a night that I couldn't go to the boy for help. This time was a lot worst then the first. I've only ever cut twice but it was enough for him to leave.
Sincerely,
The Writer

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