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Dear Kelly, I am writing you because this will be my last letter I will ever write. Remember that time when me and you swam in the water fountain and got chased out by security? Good times. I hope you remember the good times when I am gone. I will miss you. Please tell my parents that this is not their fault. Remind them of the time when we went to go see Uncle Joe out in the country and how I got chased by that bull and fell on my ass.That should make them laugh. Or the time when mom and I went on a pick-nick and saw two foxes that got really close to us. That was pretty cool. Oh and Kelly promise me you will remember the good times, like smoking pot in our hideout and driving on the back roads in the middle of nowhere and camping. What adventures we have had over the years. But now it's time for me to leave this planet and bid farewell. Don't worry, I will be born again. I am so sorry to leave you but it is for the best. I am too messed up in the head to go on. Maybe I will see you in a next life. Goodbye.