Love, Grace.✔️
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I figured that since I was going to die, I should write a letter to my parents. But in the event that I survive, I didn't want to be branded as a curse.
But I can't live. I just can't.
I bet you're wondering why I would want to commit suicide.
Why would this seventeen year old, smart, pretty girl want to commit suicide?
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The reason is simple- I made some bad decisions. Decisions that later bit me in the butt.The first thing I remember of being a child, and my first ever memory is a bitter one.
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And without a second thought, I take a swig of the opened beer by my side and throw some pills into my mouth. I swallow.
I stare at the clock and wait. Nothing changes. No wobbly feelings, no stomach ache, no nothing.
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My name is Chikasinma Grace Wilson and this is my story.
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This is a Nigerian girl's journal on her life and all the bad decisions that worsened her depression.
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