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The door was broken down in a mass of splintered pieces of wood, and there before them stood a grizly scene that which no seasoned officer on the force could have even imagined nor could have prepared himself for. Within a bathtub with the water still running layed a half naked woman, who's skin had been sliced to shreads, blood diluted with water was everywhere. Broken glass and still bloodied razor blades strewn about the bathroom. Her head titled back in a half smile, reminates of blood and some kind of white powder dripped from the corner of her mouth. Her eyes were closed and if not for the blood everywhere one would think she were peacefully at sleep. Perhaps she was, wait... let me take that, yes... I am peaceful... asleep, no, but peaceful for the first time in my life.. Why do I say I am? Because the woman in the bloody bathroom is me, or was me rather. But first before we go into the aftermath of my taking my own life, let us revisit the moments, or life before it's end.



I poor forth these words, though no one will hear them, but an explination should be said, even if it is fruitless