Luke

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I saw the Journal

that came out of Sally's hands.

I read it, 

not even worried I'd get caught by her. 

"Midnight, In my bathroom, 

I will either hang myself

or cut myself."

I dropped the book, 

sprinting 5x the speed. 

I fell, scraped, stumbled, 

but I never stopped.

Why? 

Why would she do that?

She was doing so great, 

she was starting to get happy.

Why? 

When I arrived to her house, 

I intruded and went straight to Sally's bathroom. 

I saw the note outside the door,

and saw the end only. 

"Good-bye Luke."

I dropped the note, 

not hearing anything 

the water running, 

the bangning, 

and my voice. 

"NO!!! YOU'RE NOT GONNA DIE!"

I banged 5 more times. 

"FIGHT!"

I said.

I heard a thump. 

I then started to push the door. 

I broke through somehow and saw blood.

Blood everywhere in the tub, 

on the blade,

and on Sally.

She was bathing in a pool of blood. 

I cried, and cried, and cried.

I carried her, and got her out of the tub. 

I hugged her with all my might.

I tried to stop the bleeding

but it was too late. 

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