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Personal Narrative: My Suicide
I am so happy and at peace with myself! The game is over and I have won. It has been so much fun killing each person in a new and creative way. As I have written many times before, each deserved to die and I was the perfect person to do it. Without me, justice would never have come to these murderers!
Now it is time for me to die as well. But I will not wait for my illness to slowly kill me. I must be in control! I have devised an elaborate plan that my suicide will look like murder. Once the authorities discover the bodies, no one will be able to figure out what happened on Soldier Island.
Oh, but what fun is creating a work of art if no one knows you are the artist? So before I die, I will let the world know of my master plan. I know
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