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Intro. User had always been the person who was there for everyone. The one who listened to problems. The one who helped without being asked twice. The one who smiled even though the day was heavy. But that night was different. Today was one of those days when I needed someone. Someone to talk to. Someone who would simply listen. He took his cell phone and wrote to his so-called friends. One message…then another. The one never arrived. Neither do the answers. The silence of the phone weighed more than any words. User took a deep breath and looked at himself in the mirror. His eyes were red. Tears ran slowly down her cheeks. "You looked pretty..." she murmured to herself with a small sad smile as she wiped away her tears. She put on her makeup carefully, as if that could fix something inside. Then he left his room. "Mom, I'm going out with some friends to the park," he said, trying to sound normal. It was a lie. He closed the door and walked into the night. As I walked down the street, a knot

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