July 2nd, 2049-4:00 pm (They're gone)

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I watched through the glass window; I saw it all. Since my friends were teenagers they had the option to take lethal injection as a form of execution and so they did. I wanted to say goodbye one last time but, I wasn't allowed. They all gave me, their parents, and everyone behind the glass one last sad smile before they were gone.  

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