Its over im free

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I open the door greeted by an empty house. I walk in. My last time walking, my least time breathing. I drink a glass of water. Crab a pen and some paper and write what I want and why I'm doing this. One to everyone at my nursery and Marjorie's nursery. I have no idea how Marjorie is gonna react is she going to react at all.
I walk over to the sofa. I tidy the place. Making sure it's as clean as possible. 1 hour left. 30 minutes left, 10 minutes left. I grabbed the bottle and started swallowing the first few pills. My head spinning the cold floor welcome me my eyes heavy. One more, two more, three more,

I hear a loud bang along with keys and shouting. I falling. I see the light. I head wood cracking. Screams sobs. I'm going this is it. My eyes close my breathing slows. I let the darkness take me. I hear more banging and crashing.

"REECE!" I hear someone yell. I feel warm hands brush over me. I hear more sobs and someone collapsing on me. Marjorie, it's Marjorie. I try to move  my hand but the ground takes me. "he flinched we have a few more minutes,
REECE DONT LEAVE US!" I felt shaking. And warm tears on my shirt.  The next thing I hear is there on the way. What have I done? Why? Why did I listen to that little dick in the back of my head. I am loved and I need to be here. But it's too late it's over.

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