Part One: Chapter One

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They can't see me like this. What if they see me? I ask myself in a distressed manner. Fumbling with the bottle in my hands, I rush out into the open air. Taking full effect of all I've done, I lay down softly in the grass. My mind, already blurred and slowed, begins to dim further, sending my hysterical tears somewhere dark and warm. The breeze against my skin seems to disappear as the dark night sky becomes invisible.


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