Worthless
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Last published Sun, Aug 10, 2014
My name is Allison. But that doesn't matter. I don't matter. My father says it, my mother says it, and my sister says it. Even when I went to school, the people at school said it too. So it has to be true. I am worthless. I am turning 18 today, finally I can walk out the door and commit suicide. It will be a huge relief to be dead. I lay down in a field of golden wheat. "This is the end" I whisper to myself. "No! It's not the end!" A strange, British sounding voice shouts.
That's all I can remember, I passed out before I could see who it was.
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