Trigger warnings... Lots of them.
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Dreams pov: "ow....." I woke up to my head feeling like it was gonna explode. How long was I asleep?. I shouldn't had listen to my voices and drink a lot of alcohol.. *sighs* "who cares, anyway?. I just exist to spread happiness with my aura and nothing more." tho... My dreams from the past are something I miss... I miss how I and ink used to date. How I and my brother always used to be so happy..........
So........
Why did it have to change?........
Was it cause of me?.
Am I the reason?-...
Am I the one that... RUINS them?...
Am I a failure and can't do my job right?.
"well..... Guess it all makes sense," I said to myself and get ready for another day... Yay... Another day of beginning to deal with everyone making you feel like you don't exist. I went to the kitchen to eat. And as expected. Ink and blue were there I said nothing and got some food then left. After all, we all are no longer friends. We stay in the same group to keep our secret safe... Nothing more, nothing less I went to my room to eat. After eating I teleported the plate to the sink and went to do my job.
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After some time......
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Narrator:
After a while dream came back exhausted. He went into his room and sat down sighing to himself... He layed down and began to stare at the wall
'maybe I was, indeed better off never even begin born?.'
'maybe my only reason to be alive is to keep the positive feelings balanced.'
'is there any other stuff I'm worth for? Am I worthless without my aura and abilities?-'
He thought.
Truth be told...
Fate just didn't like playing nice for now.
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Dreams pov:
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After coming back home I was feeling so tired that I fell asleep too suddenly... After about an hour I woke up again and got up to get something from under my bed. I pulled out a box a normal one then got scissors I hid in there. At least one thing I can do to make myself feel a bit of what the rest sees. I put the scissor on my hand and pressed it hard (Idk how this works but please never try this sort of thing in any way..) I did the same over and over again repeating words everyone I know used to and are calling me.
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I'm splitting this into some parts I'm sorry
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I'm "fine" (rewrite)
FanfictionYup im remaking my past book about this so besecly dream feels stressed out but he has to keep stayng possitive for others he had breakdowns when he was alone he was tierd of pretending he was fine all the time from past to now when he tried to tell...
