Chapter 15: 3 Seconds

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1. It doesn't hurt but each breathe presses a weight upon my lungs. I don't think about the mistakes, the consequences, or the what-ifs. Instead, I live in the moment, when I jumped from the bridge that separates me from dead and feeling dead. 

2. Colors: I wish I could have seem them more. I wish I could have spent more time with the colors and with the people that gave me the colors that made me feel alive. Again and again, I wish and I wish, but now I wonder why I kept trying. 

3. I regret. 

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