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WpMetadataReadComplete Mon, Aug 20, 2018<5 mins
You realize that you do indeed have things to live for that you previously could not think of. You realize that your death would hurt many people. You realize that people do care about you. Your friends, your family, your mother. They tried to support you, and you just pushed them away because you were only able to focus on the negativity in your life. You missed your chance at pulling yourself out of the self-made pit of depression and hatred toward yourself, and now you'll never get it back.
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I had one chance. One chance to escape the hell in which I was living. One chance to break away from the life I never wanted in the first place. One chance to start a family with five people that actually loved me. One chance to stop the torture I was putting myself through. One chance to feel safe, like I belonged. One chance to be a normal teen like the ones you see in movies. One chance to be me. One chance to make everything right for once. I had one chance, a single chance to hit the middle of the target. One wrong move, and everything crumbled... (Sorry the bio sucks -.- The story is better. I promise!)

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