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This story contains suicide, murder, being shot in the leg, assault, and mental health issues. Sitting on the edge of the bridge, I wondered what the hell had happened. I really, honestly hadn't meant for it to go that way. I'd never hurt a person before in my life.Keeping that thought in mind, I tried not to shudder at the images that flooded my mind. The stains, the body, the emptiness in their eyes. But, in the end, I gave in to the shudder, the guilt, the shame. Because I knew that that was better than what lay underneath the shame.I wa...
This room is unfamiliar. I don't know how I got here. I lift myself up from the hard wooden floor and look up, my head throbbing. I see a brown ceiling fan spinning. I focus on it, counting how many times it passes a certain flower on the wallpaper. One. Two. Three. Four. It calms me. I decide I'm calm enough to examine my surroundings. So I do. I'm in a square room. The fading wallpaper has hundreds of daffodils etched on it. I smile and wince as it brings a memory. A girl with long red hair, tinged blue at the edges, standing in a field of...
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