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It Would Be Easy
It would be so easy.
There are so many ways I could end it; so few reasons why I shouldn’t. Who would miss me anyway?
There’s my razor, within easy reach. How close I’ve come before, so many times. Sitting on my dresser is a brand new bottle of Tylenol close at hand for my constant headaches. I could swallow them all and end the headaches forever. How tempting the thought.
It may be the easy way out, but lately I see no reason to keep trying. It’s not like anyone cares anyway. My family doesn’t notice when I’m around. They don’t care what I say or do. My friends have all deserted me for drugs and sex. I&#
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Just a Singer in a Band
"Billy Gilman! Billy, can I please have your autograph?"
I looked to my right at the sound of my name as I prepared to climb on my bus and saw a little girl, maybe eight or nine years old, running towards me as fast as she could. She was wearing one of my shirts and was carrying a Sharpie marker in her hand. I waited for her and knelt down as she handed me the marker and signed my name on her shoulder. I couldn't help but smiled as I thought about all of my fans. I watched her walk away, smiling from ear to ear, and thought about how all these kids consider me a hero. I was thankful for it, but I wasn't a hero by any means. I often lay awake
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