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The scene always opens with the staircase and the harsh summer light. Then enters the boy with the smile brighter than the sun. For a brief moment, you have him. He's yours and you're happy. But then everything works against you. Slowly you start to get torn apart. Every night it's the same scene. Over and over again.

walls

They were meant to protect me. I left them up for so long that they suffocate me now. Blocking out society and the noises of daily life. It was calming once, but I don't know the sight or sound of real people anymore. These walls are now a hallowed box of sorrow.

various

I stopped talking to you and although there are various reasons for that, I wish we could just go back. Go back to when it was easy. Well, easier. Nothing between us was ever easy.

leading

I was leading her into the dark corridor, I wasn't sure I was ready to do what I knew I had to. The knife was pressing against my leg and all I could feel was the cold blade on my skin and my heart beating out of my chest. I knew I had to do this. But could I? Was it worth it? Did I really want to kill the only person who ever cared about me just so that I could stay in a place where no one really wanted me? Lila giggled as I pulled her down the hallway and I felt my stomach drop. She trusted me. But then again, why wouldn't she?

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Liz wrote about walls
“They were meant to protect me. I left them up for so long that they suffocate me now. Blocking out society and the noises of daily life. It was calming once, but I don't know the sight or sound of re…”

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