Suicide- Short Story

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This is it. The day I die. The day I leave this world forever.

I tie the rope around my neck and hang it on a hook at the top of my closet, and step onto the chair.

I kick the chair away and I immediately feel the air leave my lungs.

Goodbye world, I am finally free of your curse. You no longer have me chained, I am free from being your slave.

My name is Emily Timers, and today I was set free.

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