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** Move on **

For those peeps/readers who cuts or has a mental illness and wants to end their life, I have one quote for you;

"Instead if ending your life with a 'period' (.) Instead end it with a semicolon;"

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** Third Person's P.O.V **

The next morning came by, Azzy's mom came to pick her up. "Thanks again" she smiled, Althee smiled back. "See you for the next 3 years" she whispered to Althee, "yeah, but I don't want Fresh to know" Althee whispered back, as Fresh was playing games on his console. 

"Who would take care of him?" She asked, Althee decided for a while, thinking.

"_//!"

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"Do you have to go?"

"Yes, i have to. And its for your own good"

"I'm going to miss you"

"Yeah me too"

"When will you come back?"

"After 3 years or more than that"

"But you can't leave!"

"I have to, she'll take of you, i trust her"

"B-but"

"No no no,  dont cry, lets just say. Its for the best"

"Okay, but promise to come back!"

"Okay"

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