Days.
Her mother searched high and low, using the only clue that her beloved daughter left her.
i'm sorry, I had to
was scribbled on the paper, with an ink pen.
Her mother was unaware in the beginning.
She had a nauseating feeling and she connected the puzzle peices together in her mind.
Realization hit her.
Her only child.
gone.
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Authors note:
This short story was written to let the audience know that they are loved. No matter what the situation is that you may be tangled in, suicide is never the answer.
xx,
Katia
