~epilogue~
It's been 5 years since James' death.
We went to his funeral, we cried.
I still haven't gotten over it and I can't help but think it's my fault.
My brother killed himself for I don't know what reason.
He just stopped speaking to me, he cut off all communication with my family.
Once we graduated he moved out and not even a tear later.
We found he overdosed on pills.
Maybe it was too much, to much.
James died, he died. So I guess now it's my turn.
This is my suicidal note, this is really the end for me.
I miss my brother and my best friend.
I miss them, so I guess this is the end.
I'd rather be dead.
Than confused
~Grayson
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Love you guys. This is the sad ending. Of this story.
Anyways
This is the end folks
