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Three weeks passed by no one noticed the cuts in my arm....no one cared.my life was meaningless,my life didn't mattered I didn't mattered....
I was alone in my room,the sun was setting then the thought came to me again stronger that before...."why don't I kill myself....no one will care......it wouldn't matter".
I took out the blades under my bed n sliced my wrist.....I could finally escape this world this nightmare n wake up I was saying my last goodbye.

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