[twelve]

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she was inside her room when her friend came barging in. she blankly stared at the creamy white ceiling.

hey what are you waiting for?

waiting for myself to die

silence ticked around her

die?

yeah.

ever heard of suicide?

yeah.

made it as an option?

no.

really?

no.

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