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My Suicide Story

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Parts 24
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She wanted to die, but destiny wanted her to live and tell her story. 

I feel the blade slice my wrist. I hear my parents crying and banging the door, but the noise soon gets blocked out. The only thing I can see is the water in the bath tub turning red. I felt numb and closer to death than ever... 
But I lived. I  lived to tell my story and lived to overcome my fears. I lived to fight the demons of my life and I lived to see my future turn into something I would never regret. 

Meet Kaitlyn, a girl who attempted suicide, a girl with dark secrets. Read on to know more about her mysterious past.

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