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The day after my death
I had the will to get out of bed
I take a short shower to wake myself up
And make myself breakfast

Chocolate chip pancakes with a small glass of orange juice
I walk by and I don't see anyone anywhere, maybe at school already
I opened my closet and picked out that cute red top I saved up for so long to buy
And my casual bell bottom low waisted jeans

Brushed my teeth and my hair
I made my bed
Put my stuffed animals back in order
Pack my lunch and books

Put on my Jordans my parents bought me for my 15th birthday
I grab my blue backpack and head out the door
I take the usual path down to my high school
I don't see my friend waiting for me at our favourite spot, maybe he went on without me

Upon opening the doors to my school I am instantly filled with a gloomy atmosphere
I don't understand what's going on
I see my bullies and am ready for whatever beating they were going to give me
But all I see is regret on their face, maybe they had a change of heart

School's done
Time to go home I guess
I'll take my daily detour and get my slushy from the gas station
Today was odd

I walk down the sidewalk to get to my house
But something in my mind told me to keep walking
I lose myself in my thoughts and take a long walk down to the cemetery 
I've always wanted to take a walk down there

As I walk further in the cemetery
I see the cars of my family and friends
I see my friend on his knees
My family hugging and supporting each other

I walk over and ask what's wrong
I get no answer
I take a look at what they are eyeing
A tombstone?

As I read the name of deceased
My eyes shoot open
As I realize
That I finally did it

This world finally broke me
"Here lies Soleil Mitchell"
And that was what happened
The day after my death

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