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"You will never see them again." I know I should cry now but I don't. I just sit here and look at the camera. My hands cold and my head empty. "I'm okay. I will not come home but it was my choice. Don't look for me..." The words on the paper behind the camera becoming blurry but the man next to them moves his hand to show me that I should go on...
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This story includes sensitive topics such as kidnapping, murder, sexual assult, depression, eating disorders, mention of self-harm and suicide.
Please do not read this if you're unsure if it's disturbing and/or triggering.