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Otsana I thought about where I would get the things necessary to commit suicide. I didn't want to live anymore. I couldn't escape, and now I feel really like a slave. My life felt like it was nothing, but a prison. The thought was so much, and I didn't know when my eyes got really heavy. The darkness quickly loomed over me, and I found myself dozing off. The next time I opened my eyes, I found that the day was already drawing near. I was confused, why didn't anyone wake me up? Fear took over me as the thought of being in trouble rang in my head. I was really scared. Just then, there was a knock on the door. My eyes immediately drew towards the door, and I was scared. I didn't know who could be there, but I hoped it was something I could relate to. My hands were shaking. I hoped it w