'i cant take this anymore, if you've found this my name is avery carter, i'm seventeen, people tend to call me ava, and within my short time on this earth i've learned not to love anymore, it's not harsh but the cold hard reality, no matter what the thing you love will just be gone, just like that. i am truly sorry to those of you that still have to suffer on this hell you call earth, but you make the most of what you can, but trust what you read, because the biggest mistake i've ever made was not believing what that goddamn door had read, live long and well xoxo -ava' after writing the letter i had i put it on a nearby table in the home, i had grabbed the loaded gun mason gave to me and cocked it, the last thing i heard was a loud bang.
(i kind of like this ending.)
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Dead Inside
Short Storyi should've actually believed what the door had read. (lowercase intended, only one or two sentences per chapter. this is my book, do not steal my idea.)
