The beginning of the notes

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"Fuckkk!!!"
I screamed in agony as the knife from my kitchen slowly seared through the flesh of my arm.
Me being a pitiful, depressed teenager, I really believed that cutting myself would help the pain of knowing that I'd be a loser for the rest of my life, however in actual fact I made a mistake that would stay with me forever.
My thick, scarlet red blood slowly oozed out of my veins as if it were foreboding the length of torture that awaits me.
Realising what I have done, I rushed to the kitchen to bandage myself up before I spotted one of those post it note cards flashing its bright yellow image at me on the fridge. With a sense of uneasiness I slowly approached my fridge knowing that I live alone and that I never use post it notes.
It read,"remember to take your medication :)".

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