October 30th, 2013

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4:03 AM
From: Anna
To: Harper
I can't do this. I can not do this. I'm sitting on my bed, with a dozen pills in my hand. I can't stay here any longer. Sparkle's making my life hell, Harper. I miss you. I'll see you soon.

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