With Out You {on hold}
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Ongoing7m
Last published Mon, Nov 10, 2014
What happens when the girl you love dies. she commits suicide.
Grace Renolds a beutiful blue eyed and long brown hair teen . She committed suicide with out telling anyone the reasons why.
But she leaves a letter for her boyfriend Tobias and in that letter she tells him that she wrote more letters for him and every letter has a reason why.
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Hey guys I'm doing my story based on SUICDE because suicide is such a bad thing in our society and it makes me get really upset. A lot of people don't see how it's bad. And because my best friend tried committing suicide but her mom found her before it was too late. If you need anyone to talk too I'm always here message me and I will answer ASAP.
Love u guys ❤,
Purple_Chick
BTW sorry for the crappy introduction -_-
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