Daisy's Death-Personal Narrative

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As I lay there in the pool floating along with the floating device watching the sky I was thinking about her. How was my life suppose to be complete without Daisy, she had become the only person who cares about me deeply. As the misery set in I knew that maybe, just maybe if I would have just told her the truth I would not have lost her. Daisy was the one I wanted to marry I loved and cared for her like no other person on this planet. She was the beauty and the light that showed in my light even more than my dreams, however I let her slip through my fingers, now I regret it all I just wanted her back. When I heard the click of a gun I did not even open my eyes i could see the shadowy outline through my closed eyelids as the gun is being lowered

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