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Pennsylvania. This bus is taking us to Pennsylvania. I am so fucking done. I'm in love with my best friend, whom I am currently going across state borders with alone. My mother is dead. I will never see her again. Hopper and Joyce are probably dead. Why am I still here. El probably doesn't even want to be my friend. She just pities me. We stop at an old, run down apartment building and El goes inside, expecting me to follow her. Instead, I climb up the ladder on the side. The building is three stories. Tall enough to kill me on landing. I step off the edge. As I fall, the world around me slows. I feel a thump, but no pain. Everything is gone. Everything I've ever known is gone. The taste of blood surrounds me. It's not really black. It's just nothing. My flesh seaths and then dissatisfied, fades away.

I'm dead.

(AN: I AM SO SORRY GUYS, BUT THIS IS THE END OF THE BOOK. HEY AT LEAST I FINALLY COMPLETED A BOOK!)

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