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Will you still want me when I lose my hair,1
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I stood in the street. I couldn't bring myself to knock on the door. I looked down as I stuffed my hands into my pockets and walked to Dans
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Life is a road that has twists, turns and the occasional "Are we there yet?". There are many destinations. Mine Ultimately is death. I knew
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Each second brings me closer to death, you'd think they would me smarter than to give me an expiration date. So many things I am going to m
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Is it so bad to want to leave the earth? To long for a better place? And to take actions to move on to it?
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The man started shooting. Every one screamed trying to run away, unfortunately some were frozen in fear. He shot them with out a second thought. I hid under the water fountain with my little sister, Rebeka. She was shaking, w
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She was dying. The one person I had counted on to keep going was dying, along with my soul.
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Macy’s Letters1 / by Bex Ian2 / For my Only, G.H., always.3 / Dear Mom-4 / You don’t know it, but I heardby Accebere27 300 words, on Apr 2 9:02 AM 2008. In Death, Dying, Fiction, First person, Inspirational, Letters, Love, Novel, Women
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You lie here by my side, still waiting for death to arrive. / To necropolis he will take you, the shady cloaked figure. / You feel your wou
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