death

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Running to the bedroom

You get everything ready with a smile on your face

Knowing you will succeed

Taking out the pills

The knife

The rope

You tie the rope to the ceiling

You take all the pills

You grab the knife

You put your head in the sling

You kick the stool away

You plunge the knife into your stomach

You pass out

Greeting death with open arms.......










(This is the end of the book goodbye) 

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