Why is life so important
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Last published Mon, Jan 17, 2022
Kayla has always wanted to die and the suicide attack of her best friend has only heightened that.
Soon enough though Kayla discovers more than she needs about exactly how her friend died.
⚠️TW⚠️:MURDER, SUICIDE, STALKING, SOCIOPATHIC BEHAVIOUR, MASS KILLINGS.
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