He sits at his desk staring at the blank paper in front of him. He slowly puts pen to paper and shares the many thoughts going through his head. Thoughts of hatred, heartbreak, and sorrow: the ones that haunt him. Once his letter is complete, he reads through it time after time, wanting to make sure he has made every word count. Once he’s completely satisfied with his note, he takes it to his bedroom and lays it on the bed. Standing as a broken man, he picks up the revolver, puts it to his head and pulls the trigger.
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