Eyes from the grave
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Last published Wed, Mar 6, 2024
My name is Naomi and I killed myself at the age of 25. I left behind 2 brothers and both parents, at first I didn't feel guilt but I had the unfortunate ability to still see them and hear their voices from my grave. Had I known how much my brothers would have missed me, how much they needed me, how much they loved me I wouldn't have killed myself.
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