to die 2

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By eleanor maslen

she slipped the pill into her mouth and chased it with a swig of vodka, savouring the burning as it mades its way down her throat in to her stomach, she closed her eyes, she couldnt wait until she could feel nothing, and her heart would stop aching, she couldnt wait for her mind to become empty and clear of the images and memories from her past, for the first time since she could remember. She smiled, ready to be free, ready to start again. she slumped as her heart began to slow and her blood ran cold. and she was gone, just like she wanted to be.

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