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I walk upstairs, to my room. Still no one there. Still no one to give me a hug when i felt sad.

no one

I hated this.

this silence

this pain

all this.

i hated it.


I knew what i had to do.

I had to do something that would make it clear what happened.

I had to do something to listen to, something to... read.

I was going to write a letter and send it to most of the people that made me feel the way i feel right now.

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