A Note To Be Written

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A young girl sat there as she wrote a letter. It was a letter that would explain everything. It was her suicide note. It went like this...

So, this is it, huh? It all went by In a blur. I love you guys so much and I know. It hurts. Death is never an easy thing but you have to be strong. I know what you're thinking, big talk from someone who's dead, right? Well, I bet you're wondering why I'm dead and committed suicide so I'll just save you the hassle and explain it in simple terms. I was misplaced in this world. I was just born in the wrong time at the wrong place. Even though I'm dead I want you to know that the last thing I leave to you is the most precious thing I own, my shattered heart.

This was it. Her last moment. She carefully sat her note on the dresser, where it would easily be found. She gentle sat down on her bed as she stared out her window, the memories of her life appeared in her head. She slowly raised the gun to her head as she closed her eyes. She took one final breath as she pulled the trigger. She was dead.

She was free.



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