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Triggerby L.A. Breaux Cw suicide, mental health Dedicated to the memory of Lauren Kennedy I knew something was wrong the minute I pulled into the driveway. Getting out of the car, my spine chilled in the lone wind. “Drew?” I said, quietly to not wake the whole neighborhood but strongly enough to be heard through an oak door. My voice shook like paper and there was nothing I could do to steady it. I reached into my purse and fished out my phone, which felt like a lead weight in my hands. Flipping open my phone and pening up my texts, I looked...
We had been planning out this last date for a while now. We tried to laugh it off at first, like it would be any other meeting. I mean, you’re supposed to be friends with your significant other, aren’t you? It’s just friends hanging out at the end of the day. But as the day got closer, we kept putting it off. Neither of us were any good at goodbyes, and no theatrical Disney musical sting could get us to pause in our everyday lives, look up to the sky with a glisten in our eyes, and run toward each other in an impossibly long embrace sequenc...
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