غلاف قصة The suicide note بقلم Marshmallowisadore
The suicide note
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An anonymous letter was found at the house of Cedric Kerkoff, a 27 year old math teacher.

He reported that incident to the police.

The authorities proclaimed that it was clearly a suicide letter .
Its author sneaked into the house while the teacher was with his friends at the local bar

Due to the "lack of attention" of a certain officer, the letter was found again in the trash next to Cedric's house by himself.

He posted it on the internet and it earned a lot of attention , especially from young teenagers.

The author is desperately unknown, and the media are starving for more information about the guy or the girl who made America's eyes tear up.

A long and surprisingly painful investigation has begun.
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