Told you I'd finish it today.

I grabbed the letter and slowly creeped up the stairs, heading out the back door. In our backyard, we always had a small campfire, even though we never used it. I snatched matches from the kitchen counter before opening the door and heading outside. I tried my best to keep quiet, which proved difficult as the stairs creaked. I lit the match and threw it at the wood of the camp fire, lighting it up and hearing the fire crackling.

I opened up the letter, reading it over one last time. "For Evan." I mumbled, before putting it into the fire and watching it burn to a crisp.

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I sat on my bed, a bottle of pills in my hand with a cup of water in the other.

"See you on the other side." I whispered to myself, smiling. "We'll make it beautiful."

I swallowed every last one.

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We made it beautiful.

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SKIP "THE END" AND IMMEDIATELY ADVANCE TO CHAPTER 21, MADE ALMOST EXACTLY A YEAR AFTER THIS WAS