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[sid] => 59012
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[aid] => mick
[title] => He called me to say he was Dying
[time] => 2004-08-05 13:08:20
[hometext] => jake called me yesterday and told me he was going to kill himself
[bodytext] => Jake: Ashley i have something to say i lovey ouand im sorry today will be my last day i am taking the pills as we speak i cant handle this pain im just to weak Ashley: You say you love me so then why are you leaving me here please dont go you are my only one but your selfish why dont you face it instead of run Jake: In ten minutes call me back im going to take more pills i know you think its sanity i lack yes maybe its true but one thing is for sure i will always love you with that jake hung up the phone i collapsed on the stairs sobbing i was all alone but not even a minute had passed when my dear friend kole stepped through the door someone had come to help at last Kole: Ash why are you crying sweetie whats the matter you look like your dying Ashley: turn the other way go get kayla get her i will stay he rushed out the door but soon was back Kayla embraced waiting for what was in store i told her my story as i shook her arm she grabbed the phone told me it was the police i needed to alarm ( on the phone w/ 911) Ashley: Hello? my friend is going to die hes going to kill himself ma'am i swear its no lie she got his information from me it took about 12 minutes she reminded me patients is the key (on the phone w/ 911) Operater: Dont worry hun the police are on their way it will be alright your friend will be okay [comments] => 4 [counter] => 179 [topic] => 36 [informant] => brokensoul [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => Suicide )
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