Summer Camp

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By LaShawnna

She was sitting on her bed with tears in her eyes.She was looking at the picture of her, her best friend at summer camp. She remembered they had a lot of fun at summer camp. It had been two weeks since Jessica had committed suicide, and finally Mandy had enough.Jessica was like a sister to her, she had the blade in her hand.She was going to die the way Jessica had died.She slit her wrists, and the blood flowed, it hurt like hell.But she didn't care, the pain of losing her friend was far more worse than the pain she felt the last thing she saw was before she died was the picture of her, and Jessica at summer camp.

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