chapter 1

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I'm at The party, finally. I walked over to the table which had shots and snacks for all most 100 people. Every one was a drunk, even James.

I walked up stairs ,but first I scrambled to git a knife ,I'm up stairs thanking to myself "my mom will get mad if she even knows that I'm up hear

My inner demons are mad, pissed at James

As I wrote on a piece of paper " before I was lost not to be found now I'm found but never to be recovered but when I am good bye New York City

As I'm counting how many Times I cut, 29 so far ,James walked in he took the knife and pepper and I found out he was not a drunk

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