Minor Casualties
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"I'm just a minor casualty in all of the universe. Don't you see how useless I am?"
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She's dead.
I know this already. I've known it for a week now. For a week and yet, here I am. My heart skips a beat and I feel sick. It's like water has been splashed in my face, and I'm finally waking up.
My best friend hung herself. She's dead.
It hits me like a bullet and suddenly I can't breathe.
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A story with a butterfly effect like no other.
{Completed 2014 - 2015}
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