Living Hell

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By LaShawnna

I feel too much pain I wanna get this over with, so I'll be free at last.I live in this living hell that consumes me every day.I'm stuck and theres no way of getting out unless I end it here and now, I hate my life it means nothing to me, I'd rather die then live another day in this living hell.So I take the gun and pressed it to my head, then with one squeeze of the trigger I am dead.

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