My Yesterday

My Yesterday

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Life is chock-full of grief. It's difficult to handle, and there are times when you'll want to terminate your life in an attempt to numb the suffering. You'll wish that you could sleep forever. You might also wish to forget everything. I understand your emotions. It's a feeling I am familiar with. But trust me; there is a purpose behind everything that occurs. Perhaps all that God wants is for you to learn from it. Accepting everything and continuing with your life is all you have to do. There will always be joy and happiness despite the sadness and pain that surround us in life. You will be a better person for getting through all of the difficulties you've faced, I'm sure of it. Let me share my story with you if you don't believe me. My life's most terrible experiences are detailed, along with how I overcame them. It's all about me. nothing more. Simply read this story if you need motivation in life. At first, it will be terrible and depressing, but I promise you a good conclusion. I'm not sure, though, if you'll be satisfied with it. Read it and you'll learn a lot. ///taglish//
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My name is Jason, I am a 17 year old senior, and my life ended on March 3rd, 2015, when my best friend Annabelle, the love of my life died. No, my life didn't actually end, but sometimes it feels like it did, and I wish it had. The only thing I do now in life is sit on my porch staring at the empty, lifeless house across the street; wishing I would wake up from this nightmare. All I can do it sit there, and think about what I've done, and what I could've done different, but never will be able to fix it. Sometimes I just want to lay down and forget about life, pretend like I'm not here, and never been. But its torture to close my eyes, and to fall asleep. I see her, I see her dying in my arms, taking her last breath; the touch of her lips and her hand turning cold. If only she hadn't met a monster like me, if only I hadn't fallen in her life. It was that one day, that one evening that changed everything that made me regret my whole life. •'*•.¸(*•.¸♡¸.•*')¸.• *'•, ♡ ♡« ᎪᏌᎢᎻᎾᎡ'Ꮪ NᎾᎢᎬ »♡ ♡ '•.¸.•*(¸.•*'♡'*•.¸)*•.¸.•' Anytime you hear the name Annie they are referring to Annabelle. Also, I know that there is some strange horror movie with this title... It has absolutely no ties to my book. I just like the name XD

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