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He saw the text and immediately called her. There was no answer. It went straight to her voicemail. " Shit, shit, shit. " He whispered to himself. He quickly drove to her house when he reached there, he shouted for her name but there was no response only the whispers of the wind. He ran to her room and he halted to a stop. On her desk was a letter, he read, " If you have found this letter, I should be in a better place already. Sorry, I am..... " He shouted, "Dammit!" as the sound echoed through the empty house.

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