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2018/12/29
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(I couldn't figure out how to do italics here, so please read *text between asterisks* as italic)
"I failed my math test! I'm going to kill myself before my parents find out!" said Saki.
"My parents want me to mow the lawn! I'm going to kill myself instead." said Saki.
"Jasmine didn't invite me to her party. I'm going to kill myself, then she'll regret it!" said Saki.
"My parents think I'm too irresponsible to get a puppy. I'm going to-"
"Kill yourself, I know." I cut her off. "You say this every time anything bad happens, and you never go through with it."
"This time I really mean it!"
"Fine. Lets do it then." I stand up from our study session. "Let's grab some rope from the storage closet, go out to the woods, and you can hang yourself from a tree."
"You're really going to help me kill myself?" she asked.
"Yep, if that's what it takes to make you shut up about this." I respond.
I don't really expect her to go through with this, I'm just sick of hearing her make threats she obviously isn't going to carry out. *That said*, I think, *she is a pretty girl, she would look quite nice dangling at the end of a noose. I guess I wouldn't be too upset if she really did it.*
We drop past the supply closet to steal some nice thick rope and head out to the woods. She keeps glancing at the rope. *Maybe she's having second thoughts?* I decide to probe her a bit to see if she'll give up.
"So, have you thought about your suicide note yet?"
"What? Ah! I can never figure out what to say. I guess I'll just go with 'Dear Mom and Dad, I hate you for not getting me a puppy, so I'm killing myself'"
"Pretty harsh thing to say to them, especially after the tragic loss of their daughter. Did you bring anything to write it on?"
"Ah, no. Maybe you could record me saying it with your phone? It's pretty short."
*And here I thought I'd need to talk her into letting me film this.* "Sure thing."
We get to a likely looking tree with a good strong horizontal branch just a few meters above the ground and I start tying the noose.
"Still sure about this?"
"Yep. I'm not backing out this time. That puppy was near and dear to my heart and I refuse to go on without it. Get this noose around my neck so I can get this over with."
"Hmm, neither of us brought anything for you to stand on, did we?"
"Nope. Maybe we could throw the rope over the branch and you could pull me up?"
"No way! You're way to heavy! And I've got to film this too, remember?" I say. "How about you climb up and tie it to the branch and then jump down?"
"That works."
I pass her the noose, and she sets herself up. I point my phone at her sitting on the branch, noose around her neck.
"Alright, say your piece and then it's your last chance to give up on this."
"Hey Mom, hey Dad, remember that puppy you wouldn't get me? The one I'm 'too immature' to look after? This is for Daisy!"
And with that, true to her word, she slipped off the branch and let the noose take her.
There was an immediate crushing sound as she reached the end of the rope and the noose tightened around her neck, followed by a painful sounding rasp as she started to choke. Her hands fly to her throat and her legs kick out seeking something to support herself, but from the looks of things her throat is too damaged from the drop for her to survive even if she did get down.
Her struggles continue for about half a minute until she fully looses consciousness. I keep recording for a few minutes longer, until the last twitches of her body have stopped.
*She really did go through with it* I think to myself after I've stopped recording. *And she let me get a full recording. Guess I'd better make sure to send this video to her parents.*
As I turn to leave, a thought comes over me. *She never let me do this when she was alive*. I walk up to the corpse and squeeze her breasts a bit. *Best not to go any further*, I think, *I don't want to make it look like I desecrated her corpse or anything*. With that done, I turn to leave for real.
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Mami is tired of the magical girl life and loosing all her kōhais, and has asked you to help put an ends to her problems.
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