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Lost

BrightEyesDarkMinds

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Parts 6
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Reads 70
Votes 4
Parts 6
Time 24m

BrightEyesDarkMinds

Mature

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"Hi.. My name's Bridget, and.. well..... I'm dead."

13 year old Bridget was in the hospital for 5 years. She'd been battling a Cardiac Heart Tumor. Her friends and family visited her constantly up until this past weekend. It was at that time that her window was opened, allowing the blinds to flow in the wind, and a blanket to be put over her head. 

This is her story.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~NOTE~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
This is NOT a true story. It is a sad fictional story that will leave you upset, happy, hopeful, and angry. All characters were made by me, so please don't use them without permission.

***POSSIBLE TRIGGER WARNING***All Rights Reserved

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