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Dipper lay on his bed in the attic. All was quiet. All was gone. Except her, the only reason he was still here. The only reason he wasn't gone too. No one else was in the house. Dipper was terrified. Terrified that they would come back. That they would take him. Haunt him. He couldn't hear Mabel's snores or his Grunkle Stan lurking around the house. They were gone, and Dipper couldn't do anything about it. What could he have done differently? Would one of them be stuck in his place?
He either had a day or a lifetime. So does she. Dipper couldn't sleep, couldn't come to any conclusions. So, he stared, stared at the ceiling expecting them to appear, expecting an answer. Yet, no matter how long he stared, they never came. All Dipper could see was the seemingly endless dark abyss of the ceiling. All he could hear was the ticking of a clock from somewhere in the house, unknowingly, slowly, driving him insane.
He bolted out of his bed and snatched the nearest weapon he could find. He found the clock and shot the grappling hook at it, instantly destroying it. Dipper took one look at the grappling hook, before tossing it out the window. He didn't care though. His whole world was represented by that window. Shattered to the point of no fixing and all because of himself. Saddened by the memory of Mabel, Dipper trudged back upstairs, slowly letting the creaking steps scare the crap out of him. He believed he deserved it. He shouldn't have happiness, because they don't have it.
He couldn't get those last moments out of his head. Day by day, they disappeared. Dipper could have saved each and every one of them. Yet, it was only time that stood in his way. Every time, there were a few seconds where he had a choice. Every time, the result was the same. In only a matter of days, they were gone. It was a freak show, a horror movie that couldn't be paused or taken out of a DVD player.
Dipper couldn't - wouldn't feel. He just lay there, staring. He didn't want to remember, but then again, who could forget? Sure, they weren't perfect. They lied, cheated, even fought but, that's what made them human. What made them stand out in his heart. Some would say, that it can't be that bad if you've only known them a month and a half. Yet, its as if you just got a puppy for Christmas and four days later you run it over with your car. Except, six times over, six times the grief. Especially if you've known one of them your whole life, which is much longer than a month and a half.
Dipper broke at three A.M. He scrambled for the journal, and a pen. He'd been slowly filling the pages until he got to the last one. He saved the last page for something special. It was time to use it. Dipper wrote a name, three sentences, an apology and his signature. Dipper snapped the journal shut. As Dipper started to get off the bed he forgot one last thing to write. He opened the journal and added one last short sentence to the space below his signature. Once he finished, he placed the journal squarely in the middle of the top of his bed.
Dipper whispered to himself, and to them, "We did it. We saved Gravity Falls, The World, and everyone's mind. But one of us has to go, and it won't be her."
He didn't want to live without them, and he wouldn't. He knew she would be hurt, but she deserves to live. To thrive. He had to make sure that would happen. So, by three thirty A.M., Dipper too, was gone.
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