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we cant help you anymore
i pushed the large hospital doors, hearing them shut behind me. how beautiful the sunset looked tonight.
we cant fix you
i walked quickly through the expansive parking lot.
you need to do something about this.
i pulled my car keys out of my pocket, pressing the button twice to unlock the doors. i opened the drivers side door and sat behind the steering wheel.
youre the reason this happened
i started the car.
do it. do it. do it.
i pulled the lever into drive.
do it.
i drove straight foward. the rock wall collided with my car. i felt the stinging pain in my back and neck and fog in my head. just like how he told me it would feel. my mind filled with air. red. heat. blood. i smiled. i laughed. my vision clouded as several nurses pulled me from the seat. that was the last thing i saw for seven days.

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