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*The day of Justin�s death*
Justin sat up in his spot. His eyes were tired and
confused. He pulled his half naked body out of his
bed and looked around. He walked to the window of his
hotel room. He looked out at the people who were
walking around. He walked to his Journal and began to
write.
Journal-
This is my last entry. Here I am- scared out of my
damn mind. I can�t believe I have finally pushed my
anger and sorrow to this point. I feel terrible
leaving the people I love so much behind. I think
with each day maybe I would grow happier but I never
did. I just cried myself to sleep trying to
desperately to convince myself that everything would
be okay one day.
It obviously wasn�t okay though. Because I am sitting
here at my desk in front of this window I am about to
jump out of. My body is tired and sick of hurting.
My heart is feeling less loving more and more each
day. I already wrote my good-bye letter. I guess
I�m following the clich� of writing a long depressing
letter about how sorry I am and my last good-byes.
I�m probably going to go to hell.....and I�m scared of
that.
I�m going to go now. I enjoyed the time to sit here
and write all my personal thoughts with you. I
thought about burning you so that way when I die no
one will read this but I know the guys, Momma, Anjel,
and Abby will all be searching for answers....maybe
you can help them out.
I love you- you were my best friend Journal, now I
must leave you.
A final good-bye
Justin Randall Timberlake
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Justin closed his journal and walked to the window
again. His heart was racing uncontrollably. Tears
streamed down his face as he cried aloud one last
time. He fell to his knees and began to pray.
�Heavenly Father in the high heavens above- here I am.
I�m dying but I can�t seem to die. I�ve lived a life
of torment and pain and for some reason you let me. I
know that you had/have a plan for me, but its a plan I
can�t accomplish for you, and I am sorry for that.
Lord I hope that when I do this you will forgive me.
You�ll forgive me for screwing up your plan for me. I
hope Lord that I can walk with you, but if I can�t
just know I love you.�
Justin opened his eyes and he looked at that window
once more. He ran his fingers along his cheek sliding
the tears off his face. He pulled his body up once
more and took in a deep breath. He backed away from
the window a little and ran his body through the
window.
�Justin!� The door opened and Anjel walked into a
broken window and no Justin. She ran to the hole in
the window and looked down. Justin was lying on his
back. His eyes were open and starring back up at her.
She fell to her knees and screamed. She flung her
body to the floor and cried into her hands. Chris ran
in the room at the sound of her screams. He ran to
see her crying.
�Anjel, what�s wrong?� He looked past her to see the
window broken and wind blowing in. He stepped over
Anjel and looked out the window to see the same
haunting image of one of his best friends lying dead
on the ground. He managed to whisper, �Oh my God.�
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The wind blew through JC�s hair harshly. The music
from his car�s stereo blasted through the streets of
the neighborhood. JC was on his way to Amber�s house.
He had to talk to her, he had to make sure she didn�t
hurt herself. He had to make sure Justin�s purpose in
life was accomplished, even if it had to be done by
him. He looked over at Veronica who was starring out
of the car. He felt so sorry for her. Justin was her
best friend, he was her everything and now he was
gone. She was so young and she was so hurt. He
stopped at a red light still not getting her eyes. He
leaned over and kissed her cheek softly. Her eyes
moved to his and a small smile met her face. She knew
JC had always been there for her and right now they
both needed each other.
