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After that message I got, I was shocked and also really bummed. I had no idea what to do and what to say. All I could do was sit in my room, thinking what I should do, what I could do. Then it came to me, I will kill my self. I had many thoughts running in my mind about how I will kill my self and then it hit me. I knew how to kill my self so that no one will feel sorry for me. I walked out side with a sadden look on my face as if someone died and then I walked over to the street. I went to the middle of the street, I got down on my back and waited for a car, van or truck to end my lonely life. As the seconds turns to minutes, the minutes turns to hours, the hours turns to days, no car, van or truck came by. And as soon as I sat up, a car came rushing down the street, at me. I didn't even move as I knew that I was going to get what I asked for. The driver didn't even stop to see what happened. My body was ripped, blood was every where and so was my guts and organs. After they buried me, no one was happy that I have lived a happy life and they knew that one day, I would kill my self. I look up from hell as she just laughs, laughs at my death.
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