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[aid] => mick
[title] => Christopher's Choice
[time] => 2004-02-07 05:53:45
[hometext] => About a young man who couldn't deal with the death of his brother.
[bodytext] => Its been hell since his brother died. It seems all hes done is cried. So Christopher made his choice. Because now there is only two left of three boys. He decides soon there will be only one left of the three, and says to himself it wont be me. His brother was what he lived for, So there's no reason to be here anymore. So how to end it he carefully planned, for he no longer wanted to be on this land. He went to the medicine cabinet and grabbed the bottle of ibprophen, he thought that would make him win. Just to be sure he followed it with a fifth of Jack, the will to die he did not lack. He started to get dizzy and felt that it was time, to push himself a little closer to the line. So through a window he put his fist, took the broken glass, carved his brothers name in his wrist. S-C-O-T-T-Y the blood was now flowing freely, it's getting hard for him to see. The Jack, the glass, the pills, with darkness his eyes now fill. Christopher's choice has been made, the ultimate price has been payed. Now left there's only one of three boys. How long before the last one soars? There's one left of three, and now he decides living is not for me. [comments] => 1 [counter] => 266 [topic] => 36 [informant] => annabell [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 10 [ratings] => 2 [editpoem] => 0 [associated] => [topicname] => Suicide )
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