Saving A Life
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Complete Thu, Mar 2, 2017<5 mins
Each year we pass by hundreds of people. We never know what they're thinking. They could be happy, or sad. They may even be planning on proposing later that night, or even planning on ending their own life. Maybe we can try to save those who want to disappear.
I had to write a story during English 11 back in October (2016), I wanted to enter it in the writing competition where I could get it published but a lot of shit happened and I was unable to publish it due to being hospitalized.
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