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DEAR PHOEBE | Chapter 1

Death, in fact, is what I wished for. But, I will wake up today hoping that is something I never wish for again. Beep! Beep! Beep! The noise of my alarm grows louder and louder every second I come closer to becoming conscious again. I hate that noise, it brings me back to the ninth grade when I had to get up this early to go to my living hell.

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