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Her family thought she was going crazy. She would always mumble things to herself. She wouldn't eat. She wouldn't come out of her room. Rachel Miller was growing more and more insane everyday. She always had thoughts of suicide. She would always mention things to herself like demons or spirits coming to get her. She would also mention things like 'When the frost sticks perfectly to the ground.' or other things like 'When the fog rises, covering the grass'. Her parents were scared. Her little brother was scared. Her friends, they had no idea what was going on in the Miller household. One rainy October day she came out of her room. She went to the window in the living room. The frost was sticking to the ground. The fog covered the area around her house. She went to her parents room. She knew where her fathers gun collection was. She slowly walked in the room, knowing her parents weren't home. She grabbed the gun she would use and made her way out of the room. When she decides to commit suicide, will an angel come and change her perspective to live.
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