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| ponders death. She contemplates whether to slit her wrists or put the knife back in the drawer where it belongs. She revels in the fact that, at this moment, she is playing God with her own life that desperately hangs by a string. She has been here before. Then she sees his face, his warm smile, caring eyes, and the sound of his comforting voice. She sees the sad, crying faces of her family and friends. She remembers all the things that she does have to live for. She puts the knife back in the drawer wondering why she took it out in the first place. |