Prologue // Liliana

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I want it over.
My school grades are bad, I'm not good at anything, my only friend doesn't like me any more, my family is angry with me, I am a failure and I hate my life.
I mean, I'm 15, I should have my life at least kind of sorted out.
I will stop it.

* * * *

So yesterday I wrote my death note. This is what it says:

Tomorrow,
I will be dead.

All the thoughts,
Gone from my head.

No more life,
No more pain.

No more tears,
No more strain.

The end of my useless,
Useless, self.

I have put it in an envelope, with my age and my address on the front.
I won't leave it for family or friends to find, as I know they won't care.
But I need to tell someone.
So, I'll send it I a random address, outside, England, outside Europe.
Today, I'll send the letter to America, and plan.
Tomorrow, someone will receive my note, and I will jump.

My life will finally be over.

A U T H O R' S N O T E

Thanks for giving my story a try! This is a super short introduction, the chapters get longer don't worry 😊
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