Three Days After

Three Days After

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Parts 2

Ongoing9m

Last published Sat, Jan 7, 2017

ghost spirts supernatural thriller

You find your own suicide note. It's unmistakably your handwriting, it is stained with what can only be your blood, and it is dated three days ago.

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I didn't think about how I would cease to live. I always just thought about family and being myself and just going on with life without a care in the world. I just wanted to spend the last moment I had with that special person in my life, but I guess that will never happen. I have always wanted an anniversary since I was a little girl, and now that I had a chance to get one, I couldn't show up. I want to escape from this prison I'm in, but to do that I have to go through a lot of adventures and ups and downs before I can get away.

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