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Dear Death

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RedRidingHood267

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A girl who is suicidal, has severe depression, cuts and starves herself. This is the book of endless pages that she wrote to death, the only friend she had. And one day death decided to write back. The story of a girl who falls in love with the only friend she has, and death soon falls for the one living thing that he can't have. 
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I have no friends. But I do write to someone, well "someone" not really a person. But he's always there, sitting under my heart. Waiting for him to take me home.Todos los derechos reservados

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Memories of Her

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