Knight
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A story about Mylow Knight's journey through grief and enlightenment. Story excerpt: in college, I worked at the university recreational pool as a lifeguard. Every day I would sit on the tall isolating lifeguard stand, overlooking the pool as different people filtered in and out swimming at their leisure. I often would find myself staring at a large screen that displayed the time. It was twice the size of any normal flat screen television that you could find in a living room and hung on the wall directly across from my stand. I would find myself watching the seconds quickly counting upwards, turning into the long minutes I was counting until it was time for my shift to end. As my life changes and I grow older, I still think of that large clock. I think of its fast clicking seconds turning into minutes and then hours. Although it's different now, this time I don't know when my time ends. All I can see are seconds racing to a time where my life will end.
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TRIGGER WARNING THIS STORY IS GRAPHIC AND SHOWS DISPLAYS OF VIOLENCE *CURRENTLY EDITING* Suicide, the very word is enough to make you cringe. Depending on who you are depends on how you view it. You may judge those who commit it by calling them weak willed but then how could you know that? Have you ever felt the grips of sorrow deep within your soul that you feared everything that once made you feel safe? Have you ever been so lost in a sticky heavy darkness that you felt you could never be found? Have you ever looked in the mirror and seen an empty shell looking back? No? I didn't think so. I don't think you should judge something you could never begin to comprehend. But for those of you that have i am truly sorry for what ever pushed you to this edge and i hope that you listen to my tale of woe and do what i should have done first. I am going to tell you the story of how my life spiraled out of control and how i overcame it all. My name is Roxanne Kane and I am going to tell you why I wanted to kill myself.

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