Suicide Hotline ||
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Concluído, Primeira publicação em jun 16, 2015
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"I just feel so lonely." She said.

"You're not alone." He whispered into the phone.

"But I feel like it." She whispered back to him, her voice cracking at the end of the sentence from all of the crying she had done.

"I'll be here for you, I promise." He said in a voice so sincere and caring that she couldn't help but smile a little.

"Can we talk again, tomorrow? Like at the same time?" She asked him, hoping that he would agree. 

"Of course, I'll be right here for you. Just ask for Cameron." He said.

And with that, Jenna ended the phone call.

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Started September 3, 2015
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Stay With Me (Shawn Mendes)

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It had been an hour since I had gotten the call that changed my life. It still hadn't hit completely hit me yet, probably because it was only 3 a.m. I wasn't crying like everyone was expecting me to be doing. I was just staring out of the window, watching the cars passing as we drove to the hospitial. "Where are we?" my six year old sister asked, finally waking up. "We're driving to the hospitial. You need to go back to sleep, Elizabeth," my dad told her. "Why are we going to the hospitial?" she asked. "Shawn was in a wreck," my mom said simply. "Arden's boyfriend Shawn?" she asked. "Yes," mom said. As the conversation between Elizabeth and my parents went on my breathing got faster and so did my heart. Now that I was hearing it being spoken to a six year old it seemed more real. But it couldn't be, I was going to wake up and everything was going to be fine. Shawn would fine. As we pulled into the hospital parking lot I was begging to wake up. I counted my fingers. 1. 2... 6. 7.. 10. I had ten fingers. I read somewhere that in dreams you have extra fingers. So this was real.