They figured that the best way to teach me control was to bring me to my breaking point as much as possible.
Whenever I wasn't alone, having panic attacks, the prison would play mind tricks on me.
Now, I knew that it was someone's quirk.
Then, I didn't understand why everyone I ever loved turned on me.
I was attacked by thousands of faceless creatures. Each stronger than the other, intending to break me.
All they wanted to do was hurt me. Tear me apart to rebuild me. Someone who didn't react, didn't feel.
Anytime I lost control of my ability, it would get worse.
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Some would linger in the corner of my vision, until I felt like I was going insane.
Those were the darkest years of my life.
Being terrified became a routine.
Smiles were simply just masks to make them think they weren't affecting me.
Outside, I looked like I was improving.
But inside.
I was shattering.
No.
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Pain makes you stronger though.
But how strong do I need to be?
Was this not enough?
a/n: shorter, but I tried to make it somewhat poetic? idk anymore
I had track today, so I'm super tired so excuse the okay writing
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