December 14, it was cold that day one of those days you don't really wanna walk to the school bus, one of those days that you just want to sleep, but for me it was one of those days where I didn't ever want to wake up again. Death has always been a constant fasination of mine, since the age of ten I've been wondering why life's so great, ever since I've been feeling the cold arms of death embrace me and attempt to pull me in, and so far I showed no resistance. I was now at the age of 16, high school....
No wait not just high school, but life all together was a major chore to me, it all seemed so useless, why bother going through life with all the pain and suffering you'll endure when you can just swing lifelessly from the ceiling light in your kitchen?
( End of the intro, hope you liked it!
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