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"I was 15. I was sad, unhappy and hating life. Well my home life was good but no my school life. I was a typical nerd but at least I had semi good looks. Anyways I always was bullied and I never had a girlfriend, because I was gay. When I was 16, After a year of the beating, one kid actually beat me to- death. His name was Albert. He found me after school walking home and beat me and dragged me away. I wasn't found until 4 days later and it was far too late. My family moved away leaving me here. I actually lived across the street from you. I stayed, knowing it was time to let my family move on. It's been 3 years and I found you, and I found happiness. But it's hard, being in love with you. You're alive and I'm- I'm not."

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