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She wiped her eyes and stared at the stick. Two lines. It was positive. She knew her parents wouldn’t understand. Her boyfriend had broken up with her yesterday. Her graduation exams were coming up next week.
She craddled the bottle of sleeping pills in her hands.
“Goodbye”, she whispered as tears trickled down her cheeks.