done with this.
It's been a week. I feel like shit still. this is over. My life. I'm gonna die. I want to die. I started digging for something. I found a rope, a hook, and a screw driver. I put the screw to the ceiling. I tied the rope. I wrote a letter for my best friend to find. " if this doesn't work, than what will?" I said. I stood on the chair in my room, tied the rope around my neck, and kicked the chair. I started to get scared but I was fine. I wanted to die. Just then Claire came in. "OH MY GOD! RYLIE! NO!" She got the chair and untied the rope. " Claire, why did you save me? I have no reason to live. I- " I trailed off. " SHUT UP YOU LITTLE SHIT!" She hugged me. I hugged her back. "You scared the shit out of me!" She said . "I know that's why I left the note" I said. Claire went to the living room again, and I followed. we watched a movie. And I was thankful for what she did. She saved me. Thank you,Claire.
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