preface

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song; suicide by james arthur

Dear Abby,

If you're reading this, that probably means I'm already dead.

I'm so sorry that it had to come down to this, and I hope you can forgive me. Please don't think this is your fault, I promise it had nothing to do with you, my dear sister. I'm glad I had you and Josie by my side.

I know your probably confused as to why I put this box in your closet so I'll skip right to the point and tell you. In this box, you will find my journal, and in that journal, you will find my plans, thoughts, and what really happened from day one to my last breathing moments.

I want you to read through that journal, Abbs. I want you to really understand why I did what I did.

Promise you won't cry for me, darling. I'm not worth your tears.

Take care of mom and Josie for me.

Lots of love,
Heather

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