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her eyes scanned the room for something to do. something that would take her mind off of the pain, something that would make it go away. forever. she was tired of hurting, and she'd thought about taking her life time and time again, until she had found out that it was a sin.

a sin to take your own life? "what a joke." she muttered under her breath. she had learned this in one of those group meetings she had gone to for suicidalpatients , and ever since then she was afraid of taking her own life.

she picked up a joint and pressed it to her lips, gently flicking the lighter and inhaling the smoke coming in and out of her lungs. this was a stress reliver, but it wasn't permanet. she needed something permanet. and then the thought of killing herself came back into mind. she'd swore that she'd never commit. but enough was enough.

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