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Then the feeling hit me, I was alone, with no sense of time. I might as well go insane as long as i'm in this horrible place. But, I kept to my sanity, the last thing that i'd want would be for mom to find out that her daughter is insane.

Every little movement I made, triggered more pain. I lifted myself, just enough to sit. I looked at the door in front of me in pure sadness. I didn't know when the door would open again, or if it would ever open. Taking what I've seen in some movies, I hit the door as hard as I could with my fist.

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