Guest ReturnOfThePro Posted September 10, 2004 Share Posted September 10, 2004 (Note: The mojority of what follows is fictional) The old man with graying hair turned the knob of the door. It opened slowly and without a sound. He stepped inside, droped his briefcase, and hung his coat on the coat-hanger. The man yawned, and notioced somthing odd on the small table in front of him. It was an envalope. Old and brown. The man picked it up, opened it, and unfolded the leader. Inside was a note, that read as follows, [CENTER]Goodbye, This is my End[/CENTER] [I]Hello, Dear Reader. If you are reading this, then i am dead. I wright this as i look down the barrle of a pistol. It is quite odd, the fealing. It is both scary, and yet, it is reliving. There are many reasons for this suicide, but the most prominent one is as follows. As i live... {To Finish later} [/I] Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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