pastel lights and stormy nights

pastel lights and stormy nights

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What is death? Is it as simple as not existing? Or is it existing, just not living? Many concepts of death are talked about, but why has it gotten so popular? a collection of stories and concepts on death and suicide, mostly a public service announcment.
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As a young girl she was only happy. Not a care in the world or insecurity to worry about. She was a bigger girl and was teased when she reached 3rd grade. She cried her tears to her mom, but as she got older she cried them to herself. Alone in the dark as a tear rolls off her nose, she drops her head and lets out a big scream into her pillow. Not to let her parents hear, this is beginning to become her normal routine. Her tears dry and she lays on her back looking up at the ceiling, her body is cold and life less. Suicide has become an appealing option to her. But instead she pushes those thoughts back and rolls over on her side and drifts off to sleep, alone and empty inside, she was now beautifully curvy but her insecurities never let her see that. Until the new bad boy comes into play and changes everything

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