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TW: Death “Wait, please don’t leave me,” I said, with a desperate tone that surprised me myself, and then she turned to me, her eyes glistening with tears that had formed in the hospital bed.She smiled. One last time.Time stopped after that, and I’ve always assumed that it was because of heartbreak, a topic I am too familiar with. She just smiled.She didn’t wave.She didn’t make this elaborate farewell speech.She just smiled, which somehow hurt much, much more than any elaborate farewell speech could.It probably hurt so much because I knew sh...
TW: Mention of suicide and murder James never got what he wanted. He always told me what he wanted, yet nobody ever knew what it was. Come to think of it, I didn't really either.James said he wanted a pine tree. But not just any pine tree, The Pine Tree, he said. Obviously, when you live in a forest in a little cottage like James, it's hard to want pine trees. You're surrounded by them for as long as you live here, in Whispering Pines. People didn't like James. All they felt was pity and sorrow. James's parents had passed in the War, but it ...
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