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end (n)- a termination of a state or situation.

january 4, 1990 / duke's pov


My head was winding down from the review of my lifetime. It was ready to crash. I squinted, wanting to take in the unfair world I was leaving. The shadow, whom I hadn't seen in a long while, positioned itself in the corner of the room. All of my unconstrained emotions, watching me die. It disappeared in a flash. I looked down at my mauled wrists.

A vision of Heather flickered in front of me. She was smiling, famously sweet. It tore apart into shreds that vanished. What had I done? I already knew.

Time to admit because time is running out, I thought.

"I'm weak," I whispered.

Darkness.


The End



A/N: If you're reading this, you've (probably) finished reading my fanfiction! Thank you so much for putting up with my amateur writing style and I hope you enjoyed! Once again, feel free to give me advice, comments or questions on anything involving this fanfic!
~ Falcon

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