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I step into the hot, steaming water in the tub. I lay down. The only thing dry is my head. I wince at the hot water seeping into my fresh wounds. I wasn't crying, I wasn't scared. I was relieved, happy. I never really had friends. My mother hates me. My little brother doesn't understand. I hear the words "fat ass", "ugly", "emo freak", "stupid", "worthless" and so much more every day. I was ready to die

I stare at the ceiling. Getting drowsier and drowsier by the second. I close my eyes. Falling into a deep, non-returnable sleep.

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