Imagine this

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Imagine this...
You're on your sofa on a calm winter day,    snow falling on the ground causing a small furry blanket across the grass and tree outside in your garden.  The lights are dimmed and you're wrapped up in a blanket with a cup of hot chocolate with marshmallows.  Your favorite movie is playing and everything is so calm.. 

The power goes out and everything is dark,  the snow turns black and everything freezes.  You hear footsteps and you get up to see who it is.  No ones.... There.  You're the only one home.  Your cup of hot chocolate flies across the room and smashes on the wall,  hot chocolate sprays on the wall and marshmallows fall to the ground. Your blanket flies off you and the TV switches off. 

A black figure comes into your vision,  they look just like you.  They ARE you. They start telling you everything you tell yourself.  "You're useless"
"You're annoying"
"You're shameless"
"You're a door mat"
"You  have no voice"
"You're a slut"
"You're a whore"
"You're a bitch"
You know it's you because that's what you did in the morning,  you stood in front of the mirror and told those things to yourself,  you said them when the blade was sliding across your arm and you said them just before you broke down.

They stand there and tell you everything bad about yourself,  from the way you have no curves like the girls in the magazines to how your nose has a tiny bump that is ugly.  You fall back on to your couch crying and closing your ears hoping with every inch of your body that what they're saying is a lie even though you know that those awful things are true.  You hug your knees and continue crying.  You look up and see everything like it was before.  You're still on the couch hugging your knees,  its still snowing outside,  the TV is still on and your hot chocolate is on the table.

~ uh........ Idek sorry ~

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