Dear Alice

I fired my boss.

No, that's just how I describe it to satisfy my insignificant vanity. The truth is, I quit. Because of my lazy, cowardly nature, I lost the job that kept me fed.

This is a boring story, just like my boring life.

Compared to my awful life, meeting a ghost seems insignificant.

I've always wanted to die. Only later did I realize it was a cry for help, because I couldn't express my pain with my meager words.

Alice, what I want to say is, please save me.

If someone like me is worth saving.

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