Part 3

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He whispers in her ear * I can't take this anymore*

They go home, everything is normal. She usually walks him to school. But not today. He wasn't at the door. Nobody answered. She sees that the door is still unlocked from last night. She goes in. She knows where his room is, she's been there before. She knocks on the door, thinking he's asleep. But nobody answers. "Is it locked?" She says.

No. It's taped shut. She gets a knife from the kitchen and cuts the tape through the crack of the door. She's surprised for what she sees. Theres a gun in the floor as she peeks through the now opened door. Millions of blood cells are now rushing up to her head as she opens the door more.

There's blood. And lots of it. " what's happening!" She screams. She feels sick. Opens the door more. She's never seen him like this before. Why? Why did this happen? She looks at him....never before. She's thinking a million reasons of negativity. Was it her? Did she do it?

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