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ColdHeart_8: why?
Me: why what?
ColdHeart: why are you doing this? I don't understand?
Me: I told you, I like to help people. And I really want to help you...honestly.
ColdHeart_8: no. I don't trust you.
MuffinLover_46: fine, but I trust you. So, I'm going to tell something I've never told anyone before.
ColdHeart_8: stop. You don't need to do this. I can honestly, care less what you have to say. Just, leave me alone, doll.
Me: So, about a year ago. I had a friend named, Archer. He was amazing, he was funny, stupid at times but the best friend I could ever ask for.
ColdHeart_8: How is this going to help me?
Me: let me finish.
So, anyone. One day, the ambulance can rushing through the neighbor. I heard crying and people yelling. I called Archer and he ain't pick up his phone so I got worried. And so I walked to his house and I found his mom, clenched to the cart, they put Archer on. He was knocked out, not responding. Later, at the hospital, we found he died from carbon monoxide poisoning. And the detectives looked through it clearly and found out, that it was a suicide.
I cried and hated myself for a long time. I thought that I wasn't a good enough friend for him. That I wasn't helping. If I did, he would be here. None of what happened would have happened.
ColdHeart_8: Boo hoo, you think you're life is fucked up. I lost my parents, when I five. They got killed, caught up in a fire, I started by accident. My little sister was, kidnapped about two years because I wouldn't pay attention to her. So she ran away. And she still is out there. Alive or dead, because of who? Me, Mia. You can't fix what happened. You can't fix me. So stop. Stop, trying.
Me: miles, I'm sorry for what happened. I promise I will get you through this. I swear on everything I love.
ColdHeart_8: fuck, this.
Me: Miles? Don't go... Please, you need to trust me. Please.
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