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An Unpleasant Home


I'm in a room.

A room very dark.

A room with no one else present.

"Hello?" I scream.

But all I hear is the cho of my terrified voice.

I scramble.

Panic!

I have to get out!

I can't be stuck here forever!

Why isn't anyone helping me?

Do they know I'm gone?

I feel afraid.

No, much more than that.

I feel jaded.

I feel like death.

I feel hatred towards myself and I start to cry.

And then I realize that I'm not trapped in a room...

     I'm trapped in myself.

 

[mandie•marie]

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