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SoullessAt first I thought I was just imagining it. The way you smile never seemed to reach your eyes anymore. The way your eyes lost that mischievous spark. The way your words seemed rehearsed, stained with fake enthusiasm. But, when I found her curled up in the kitchen her eyes stained by tears of pain, sobs wracking every limb she possessed. Her hand barely able to point towards the bathroom through its violent shakes. I knew it could only be about you. Even when I staggered towards the bathroom, the sight that met my eyes didn't surprised as it should. For there on the flood, in your own pool of blood you lay lifeless and cold, pale, and dead.
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I guess I had already known subconsciously that even when you were here, walking among us. You were already a hallow shell, you were already dead inside. It still hit me hard. Why? Why hadn't you told us? We could have helped you. I could have helped you, but then again. You thought, you knew we couldn't understand the pain you felt. So you carried y