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"Hello?"

...

"Hello?"

...

"Hel-"

"I don't want to die."

"You don't have to sweety...What's your name pumpkin?"

"Rain...RainDrop"

"That sure is a beautiful name.  How old are you?"

"I'm seventeen..."

"Being young is such a beautiful time honey; Cherish it."

"I don't want to die..."

"Honey, is your life in danger?"

"No"

"Then why is such a young girl like you worrying about death?"

"..."

"I hate living"

"But its such a beautiful thi-"

"No its not"

"I hate life.  I hate my life.  I hate that my parents left me in that car."

"What car honey?"

"The one they left me in.  They said they'd be in and out of the grocery store...but they never came back"

"Did you contact the authorities?"

"Yes"

"And did they find your parents?"

"No, they couldn't find them anywhere...I loved my mom"

"Honey -"

"I hate this apartment.  I hated the orphanage.  I hate my job.  I hate that fucking pole."

"Sweetheart...Sometimes life can be difficult.  But you just have to move o-"

"No I don't"

"I can end it all.  Right now"

"Honey, please reconsider"

"I have...Every day since I was fifteen"

"Baby, I'm sure that somewhere out there, there is someo-"

"No there isn't"

"How do you know that?"

"Wouldn't they have come for me by now if they exist?"

"Honey...The world sometimes works in mysterious ways"

"Its my life.  It was given to me, and I'm in control of it"

"That's why you should take care of it"

"I don't want to...I want rest.  What's your name?"

"StarShine"

"StarShine...You are the last person who will ever talk to me...Not that it means anything at all"

"It means the world to me"

"Goodbye"

"Honey, you have so much to live for"

"..."

"Hello?"

*echos of a chair sliding*

"Rain?"

*faint rubbing of nylon rope*

"Rain?!"

*rope snapping*

*neck breaking*

*pop*