The world was wide enough
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Last published Mon, Apr 3, 2017
When Katie Jones awaits her last minutes on earth, she decides to write a letter to the world on her death bed:
Dear unforgiving world,
I am writing to you cause I am dying, and I would like to recount my most memorable memories along with my most bullshitty ones, you will laugh(maybe) cry(unlikely) but most importantly you will understand who I truly am (okay now I just sound like a poetic spaz) but no really I'm writing this cause I don't want to leave without...introducing the world to me...
A short tale from a girl who just wanted the world to know she existed.
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