It was in the June of the summer I turned 17. I sat at my desk writing a letter to my family and friends telling them that it wasn't their fault and they've been good to me. I looked at those things I thought I would need and slowly started my mission. This is the way I wanted it all to happen, this is the way it played out in my head. The last
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