Personal Narrative: Where It Is A Girl

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“Congratulations it is a girl”. These are the final words that I told a girl, the last ones she would hear before I took her life. I wanted her to die like this sad, lonely, and in fear. No one would understand why I felt this way. My only friend were the voices that were in my head yelling and ringing like sirens, never stopping making me want to hurt people and do bad things. I wanted to control it, everyday before I go I want to stop myself, but I just can't.
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