Birthday SuicideNormally, my cellphone alarm tends to wake me up. Yet today, because it's today, it doesn't. What wakes me up this morning are the desynchronized voices of my family singing loudly 'Happy Birthday' to me. I rub my eyes sleepily and fake a smile as they hug me without hugging me for real. My mom gets closer to me and I find her expression slightly eerie, since she's got a grin from ear to ear plastered in her face, an uncommon gesture for her. She puts a little box on my lap and I look at it, completely oblivious."Oh mom," I say once I'm able to react; "you didn't have to.""But I did" she states confidently. "Now go ahead, open it."There
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