20- The end of the line

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Mark's POV

I woke up to see eveyone asleep in the car while Ricky was driving the car. We were going home from the fair and I just fell asleep. I never knew the past would return to me. But now, it's the end of those lines. I don't want a repeat of this anymore. I cut my self may times while murmuring those. I was at the back seat so that Ricky won't see me.






This.






Is.






The.






End.






Of.






My.






Line.






I cut myself in satisfication as my vision went blurry and black. I was never to be seen again. And never to be tortured by the lost memories.

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