Fuzzy.
Everything was fuzzy.
It felt as though she had been shoved underwater by someone- like she was being held against her will- she couldn't see.
Nothing made sense, made sense, made sense.
Didn't they understand that she deserved the pain? That she deserved to see the monsters? It was her fault after all.
But they would pay and understand soon enough.
Fuzzy. Fuzzy.
She didn't understand.
Crazy Cassie, Crazy Cassie, Crazy Cassie.
Dying Cassie, Lying Lassie, Ruined Cassie.
Where was she?
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Psycho
Mystery / ThrillerSadness is like a drug- it takes you away from reality and makes you see it in a whole new way.
