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I went to my counselors home. He didn't have a family, therefore it wouldn't be that much of an obstacle. The obstacle being my mental emotions of killing him away from his family.

I decided to save necessary time and just walk in. I went to the office which he was working in. He had files of paper piled in piles covering his desk.

"Madison?" He announced in shock. I smirked, and ran up to him. I pulled my pants down, and I was going to poop. But I was stopped...

He pushed me down. "You can't do this. I know what has happened to you!" He said trying to calm me down. It worked. He knew my parents were gone.

He got out his phone and called someone. It was the cops because 5 minutes later you could here the sirens...

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⏰ Last updated: Oct 12, 2014 ⏰

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