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Tearstained face, cloudy eyes, hateful thoughts, the little girl in the dark room, cuddling herself, crying. She feels unloved, a nusiance, someone that is just taking up space, and it would do everyone a favor if she just disapeared or better yet, died. The darkness slowly consumes her soul, devouring her body as the tears fade as well as the faint cries of death dissolve into the misty air..

*Something I wrote in health class..