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~Month and a half after the break up~

Everyone is out today, just me at home and I know what I'm going to do. I put my red sweatshirt on, I walk up the stairs to my room. When I reach my room I grab a piece of paper from my drawer and a pen off the top of my desk. I start writing on the paper.
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Dear anyone reading this,
You are probably reading this because I have killed myself, it's nothing nobody did I just have nothing to live for anymore, I lost the love of my life and I am this monster. I might as well kill off the ultima race while I'm at it.
Aphmau if you are reading this I'm deeply sorry I love you and I wanted you to be my forever but after we broke up, it made me feel like a worthless piece of trash. I know I'll never find someone like you ever again. I hope you find someone that will love you for you, I didn't cheat you were my first friend and like I've said before I was never going to abandon you. I'm gonna miss you, I love you Aphmau.
Mom, Melissa, Dad you gave me a decent life and I hope you will miss me but it's okay if you don't because your busy.
I will be up in the stars hoping to watch you guys. Goodbye.
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I could feel the tears rolling down my cheeks. I'm going to miss her but it's for the better. I carefully fold the paper. I kiss the folded paper. I leave my phone and wallet on the dresser, maybe they will make use of it. I then run through the glass window. As before everything became black again.

~Rachel POV~
We came home to it being colder than normal. I walk up the stairs to see if maybe Aaron left a window open. As I walk down the hallway the colder I got. I open Aaron's door. I see glass everywhere. "WHAT THE HELL!"
Derek comes running up stairs to see what I was screaming about, "Rachel what are you..."
I look out the window to see a body, my sons body, " Aaron he... he. Call 911 Derek call someone anyone." I fell to my knees, tears in my eyes. See this was different than the crash, we made sure Aaron had the best doctors around to help him survive so we weren't worried about it. But now we don't know if he's alive.
Derek pulls out his phone quickly, he calls the number and is on the line with someone. It felt like hours but I look around the room for anything, then I see a piece of paper folded neatly on his bed. I carefully got up and walked around to avoid the glass. I sit on his bed my hands trembling as I carefully unfold the paper.

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