(Warning: This chapter contains Suicide. Reader discretion is advised)
Primrose's P.O.V
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The night is cold. I zip up my jacket and let my legs hang down from the branch that's hanging from a tree that I'm sitting on. 'Its so cold....' I think. My teeth lightly chatter as I jump down from the tree. I open my backpack and notice I still have my rope. Maybe, just maybe I could end the pain. I climb up the tree again an tie the rope to the branch. I jump back down and make a loop in the rope. I put my neck in the rope and tighten it. I tighten the rope and sing weakly
(Play song above)
Primrose
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"Are you,
Are you,
Coming to the tree,
Where they strung up a man,
They say who murdered three,
Strange things did happen here,
No stranger would it be,
If we met at midnight in the hanging tree,
Are you,
Are you,
Coming to the tree,
They strung up a man,
They say who murdered three,
Strange things did happen here no stranger would it be,
If we met at midnight in the hanging tree,
Are you,
Are you,
Coming to the tree,
Where dead man called out,
For his love to flee,
Strange things did happen here no stranger would it be,
If we met at midnight in the hanging tree
(Stop song)
I'm cut off by my breathing stopping. The last thing I hear is a cannon before.... Everything goes back