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I stood in the parking lot, wishing that my lip would stop quivering. It wasn't my fault, is what he told me. But wasn't it? I was the one who let him into my life; the one who made this pain a reality. It was my fault that he drove away only to leave me in the rain. And as I collapsed onto the pavement, I didn't see the headlights pull up.
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I'll never forget the day my boyfriend died. It was all an accident, but I still feel like it was my fault. His death was exactly one year ago, but I still haven't forgiven myself for what I did to him. It was funny how well we clicked together. We were polar opposites, in personalities and in looks. He had short black hair, dark brown eyes, and tan skin while I had long, blonde hair, hazel-green eyes, and peach skin. He was a total daredevil, rebellious, and always talking. I never get in trouble, I never take risks, and I'm extremely quiet. He knew everyone at our school, and I'm more of a loner; I only have a few friends. Despite our differences, we both thought we were perfect for each other. Until mistakes lead to accidents, and those accidents fall along the lines of death...

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