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Tessa had left the room and I continued to lay on the bed with occasional tears rolling down my face. I just kept thinking about my life before all this happened. How I used to sing, play piano and guitar, talk, go to school, hang with friends. I have no hope or faith left in myself that everything is going to get better. Maybe it is a sign that things will get better cause Jake, Chance and Anthony saved me from living on my own. I haven't gone to my spot yet today. I got dressed in comfy shorts and a shirt. I grabbed my phone and made my way down the stairs. "Can someone drive me to somewhere?" "Sure, where do you need to go?" Jake asked me. "The spot that you first found me last night." "Yeah, sure. Let's go!" Jake said grabbing his keys. We got into his truck and he drove me to the spot I always go to. "Thx Jake!" "No problem. Do you need to me to stay or do you want me to go?" He asked. "I'd like to be alone if you don't mind." "Sure, no problem." He said. "Pick me up in a hour." "Okay." I got out of his truck, closed the door and he drove away.

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