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As i sit on this bathroom floor, 
gripping a blade in my hand, with it 
firmly pressed on my left wrist. I 
start thinking this thought that could 
change everything.. End everything. I 
think of the people who would miss 
me. I think of the people who 
wouldn't care. I think to myself, 
"Should I be doing this", this voice 
inside me says, "Yes. Why are you 
living anyway? Nobody cares for 
you, they wouldn't even notice you're 
gone. They don't love you.. Come on, 
do it.. End it now, it's the best way.. 
It's the only way. The sound of the
voice was so weird. Well I can't say the 
voice inside of me was wrong. It had 
been completely right about 
everything. What if this was the only 
way? I wish it hadn't been true. It is 
the only way. I think to myself, "Suck 
it up! It will all be over soon. Just 
one, two, three quick slits and you're 
done. Get it over with already, i'm 
tired of thinking about it! Then all of 
a sudden, a voice said, "Stop! What 
are you doing? This isn't you." The 
voice was so heavenly, so clear, so... 
Beautiful. I didn't bother wondering 
where the voice came from, because 
it came like the weird voice inside 
me. I told the voice, "You don't know 
me! You don't know anything!" SLIT 
SLIT SLIT. Crimson blood, running 
down my arm. I feel calm and in 
control, but the pain is unbearable. 
Unaware of it, I start to feel tears 
running down my face. I get dizzy, 
the bathroom I lay in gets darker. My 
heartbeat gets slower, then, I fall into 
a deep sleep. Or what I think was a 
deep sleep. After a minute, I get up 
from laying on the floor. I look 
around, I see blood on the floor and 
something else.. Me. Still lying there 
on the floor, unconscious. I looked 
so relaxed. Then it came to me. "Am 
I dead?" Where is hell? Where is 
heaven? I committed suicide so 
heaven is not an option. I sit back on 
the bathroom floor.. Confused. I fell 
asleep next to my body. Morning 
came, I wake up feeling groggy, 
confused. I hear people banging on 
the bathroom door and yelling. I 
stand up, stumbling. I look around to 
see blood still on the floor.. But the 
unconscious, bloody body was 
gone.. I was gone. Am I alive again? I 
cleaned the blood, put on my best 
face and hid the scars. I opened the 
door and a bright light hit my entire 
body like I just stepped into heaven 
or something.. Everything is just so 
clear now.
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