Grief

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(all you see is Shawn hanging from his ceiling fan with a note at his limp and dangling feet... you read it aloud)


You - Dear Y/N,

                  Im so sorry for getting you pregnant at your birthday party and not telling you we had sex and I felt so bad that I just couldn't go on.... PLEASE I am begging you to live ang go on without me.. Im sorry

                                                                      

                                                                                             Sincerely,

                                                                                                        Shawn


Mom - OH MY GOD!!! HUNNY!!! IM SO SORRY!!!!! ILL GO GET SOMEONE!!!!

You - *crys* SHAWN! WHY! GOD DAMMIT SHAWN!!!! WHY!!!! *crys*


(your mom went to go get someone while you sit on the floor mourning your best friend and child's father... you look on the back of the letter and notice a name AUGUST...)


(3 months later and your at Shawn's funeral and mourning him is the hardest thing you have ever done... the first days after finding him in his apartment you stop eating completely and now your just not talking or eating unless neccisary)

 *you cry*

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