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Well...

It's time to say good bye.

Good bye to the letters.

Good bye to you.

Good bye to this world.

Today is the 27th of May.

My 17th birthday.

My first and last day of being 17.

Bye Jack Robert Avery.

The person that I love.

In love: Zachary Dean Herron.

No.. No! Jack let's the letter drop and runs outside, ignoring his parents and sisters. He runs as fast as he can, to the first place that comes to his mind. The bridge. As soon as he sees Zach, on the bridge he starts screaming. "NO ZACH" He shouts on top off his lungs, as he sees Zach falling backwards. He tries to grab him but it's too late. And not even a millisecond later he jumps after him. While falling he hears terrified screams off other people and then he feels a sharp pain and everything is black.

At the same time

Corbyn and Daniel were driving home from a party, Daniel drunk as hell. As soon as he starts vomiting, Corbyn, who is driving, turns to him, not seeing the tree infront of them. And then they crash.

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