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September 2, 2026

Grieving over a boyfriend, she slashed her wrists and bled to death, leaving her only daughter

I drew the covers off her head. She was on her side, without a bonnet. Her hair, a pure human-hair wig, was covering her beautiful, soft face like a doll's. I pulled the covers lower, and that’s when the sight shot into my eyes. Blood! Blood was everywhere. It was dark red, caked on the navy-blue cotton sheets and mattress. Her hands, limp and lifeless, opened in ghastly cuts, and on the bed was a shard of the Tanqueray bottle that she had used to slash her wrists.

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