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End the pain
She held the gun to her temple, threatening to pull the trigger and end the pain of the life she wasn't born to live. Her friends were yelling at her to stop messing with them, but she knew that she wasn't joking. They told her that she'd be fine, but truly they didn't know, because they hadn't walked in her shoes or lived her life. She looked at the world from a different perspective, one that only she could see. No one else had felt her pain, and the agony that went with living just a minute longer. She told herself that she wouldn't cry, but she couldn't help the feeling of wanting to collapse to her knees and scream, express her pain, so maybe others knew how much was bottled up inside. As much as she desperately wanted to do that, she knew that they wouldn't understand, they would probably call for help. All she wanted was for her life to end. Was that too much to ask?
