CHAPTER 1

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...It was the day I met my hero...

Back in 2020 my grandfather died , since then I experienced anxiety , depression and suicidal thoughts...

Neither of my parents or close friends knew about this. I basically suffered alone.




One night I was in my room , it was almost midnight , I was holding a knife facing my throat.
I pushed the knife in...

The pain almost felt like nothing at all...
I collapsed...

When I woke up I was in a hospital , my parents were near my bed. I could sense that they were relieved I survived.
The doctor spoke to them , but I couldn't hear anything of what they were talking about.
I closed my eyes.

My grandfather was standing in front of me disappointed.

"Why did you do that?..."
"I don't want you to do these kind of things just because of my death..."
"You have a whole life ahead of you , please don't ruin it..."

My eyes opened. I was still in the hospital. I looked at the clock , it was 3 am.
I started realizing my grandfather was right.
Since that day , I tried to be more positive and gleeful.

-Thank you my ,dear hero!

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