I thought I'd never be able to get away from who I was. Who I've been. From what hurt. So, I climbed the bridge, and I looked down, and I saw this, like, flash of purple, like a jacket. And somehow, I just knew. So, I went down below the bridge. And I saw it was him. Bryce. Dead. Cold, like, gray. Like, not a person. And I thought 'That's it. He doesn't get to be anyone anymore. It's over for him.' And I knew right then that I didn't want to be dead. I want to live, and keep getting better and be stronger, and that's that's why I want to give the gun away. Because I didn't need it anymore.
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