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May 2015
As she sits in her room with the lights off,
she thinks about all the names she's been called,
geek, lame, ****, ******, stupid, lonely she cant take it no more
she gets her knife out and starts slitting.

she slits and slits until she goes to her other arm, she does a deep slit straight up and down while she still has the time,
she writes a note for her family,

"Dear family,
I'm sorry but i couldn't take it no more the name calling the punching, kicking and screaming. Every time you asked me if I was okay I replied with 'I'm just tired'. and you believed it. You never saw the tears in my eyes, you never knew how many times i cried myself to sleep, and you'll never know now. Tell Jess I love him. I love you guys too.
Goodbye."

Then she lays there on her floor dead.
Awesomeness
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