~The Story Of Daniel Howell

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I clicked the camera on, and took a deep breath.

"Hello."
I looked down at my trembling hands, then back at the camera.

"Today, I am here to tell you the story of Daniel James Howell."

I sighed as a few tears trickled down my cheeks.

"Daniel Howell, also know as danisnotonfire, was my husband of three years.
Before we met, Dan was suicidal.
He slept around, hoping to get an STD and for it to spread, causing him to die.
He took pills, prescription ones and ones he got off some cousin or distant family member.
He drank numerous bottles of alcohol, wanting alcohol poisoning to take his life."

My gaze fell to my lap as I sniffed.

"He.. He always told me I was the one that kept him alive. And I'm so, so thankful that I gave him six years of life."

I sighed, feeling more tears trickle down my cheeks.
I didn't bother wiping them away.

"Dan, he-" I choked out a sob.
"He, uh, fell back into a pit of depression early last year.
He started drinking again, and hiding the bottles in the cupboard in his room.
I never went in there because we shared my room.
He also, uh, hid a razor in the bathroom."

"Two months ago, Daniel Howell overdosed on vodka, and bled out from his cuts.
Daniel James Howell is no longer with us."

I sent a small smile towards the camera.

"So, from me and on behalf of Dan, goodbye Internet."

I clicked the camera off.

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Upload.

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I'm going to write a second part maybe

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