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Then I woke up, wishing that dream people would at least have the courtesy to stay as the same dream people and not be so bloody confusing.

A lot of memories in that park. Good and bad. (Mostly bad.) It seemed as good a place as any for my date with death.

"I met Ethan when I was planning to kill myself. Pretty inconvenient, when you think about it. The same questions whirl round and round in my head: What does he want from me? How could I have let this happened? Am I going to die?"