My name is Jen and I've been dead for about 10 years. I committed suicide and I haven't talked to anyone ever since. I haven't told anyone my story.
I was just in that place in my life where I felt like I just couldn't anymore. I couldn't live a life where I felt miserable and attacked by everyone that I would come across.
I couldn't with the people that would bully me and call me names. I knew that the only way that would all stop was to end it for good and I end it the best way I knew how to end it
Now this is my story, the story that killed me.
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I hope you guys enjoy! This is my first time writing a story so please no negative comments! Anyways I hope you guys liked it. I'm sorry this chapter is so short I'll try to make the rest long but just know that this is a short story so the chapters won't be that long.
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Freedom
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