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I opened the door and there it was. A package. A small but large package. It was a shoe box.

Full of who knows what. I didn't know.

I grabbed it and took it to my room. I unwrapped the box slowly. Who ordered a package?

I opened the lid. It was tapes. Wrapped in bubble rap.

What?

I looked at it confused.. Do I have a cassette player? Where would it be?

I stood off my bed and looked all over my house. I found it in my moms old room.

I took it to my room and sat on the middle of my bed.

I popped in the tape that said 1 and 2. On the 1 side.

I hit play.

And I instantly froze at the voice I heard coming through the speakers.

Oh my god.

Hi. I'm Kate. You guys that will be present on these tapes... You know me.. But some of you, may not know my name was Kate. Well of course now, after the incident. Every one. Knows. My. Name.

I guess its true, no one cares unless your dead.

Oh well, let's get to the point on why you have received these specific tapes.

Yes, I killed myself. You, the people that are on these tapes... You are the reason why.

Don't say I'm being dramatic..I mean... How am I being dramatic, if im buried underground? Dead?

Each side of each tape has a story. A story of why I did what I did. And 13.. The last tape.. That's the worst of all.

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Why am I on these tapes? I like you Kate.. I just never had the chance to actually talk to you..

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You're all probably wondering, and asking yourselves.. Why am I on these tapes? What did I do to you? Blah blah blah.

There's a very valid reason for every single one of you to be on these tapes.

Just listen.

Once you've finished listening to all these tapes and thinking about what your actions have caused.. Pass them on to the person in the story after your story.

Okay so let's begin..

First.. Christopher James.. Oh Christopher.. What a sweet boy you were.. Well..

Atleast that's what I thought.

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What did Christopher do? What could he have done?

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Christopher.. You were the first boy... The first boy that I liked when I moved here.. The first.

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