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You do things to me

That I didn't even know could happen

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"Your so useless, just go die"

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"Your so useless, just go die"

"God your so stupid!"

"Can you do anything right?!"

"Just die!"

"Die!"

"DIE!"

Jeno jolts up, panting like crazy as he was sweating, breathlessly. Jeno tries to collect myself, but then his brain flies with thoughts that have come out of nowhere. So many words, and there all the same. Jeno grabs both side of his head and shook it.

"Leave me alone! Get outta my head!" He yells desperately while closing his eyes. However, it only becomes worse, and the words were so harsh. He could feel anothers presence in his head, all around him almost. They laugh at him, look at him while yelling. His anxiety banged at his heart, tears roll down his cheeks and his breath is unsteady.

"I SAID GET OUT!" He yells.

The noises stop, and it was completely silent. All could be heard was Jeno panting, reaching for air as if he was suffocating in his sleep. He then cried, and then sobbed. Random tears of no thought came rushing down his face.

After awhile, they finally stop and he closes his eyes to stop them. He sighs in frustration, running his hands through his hair.

"Just a dream...just a dream Jeno.." Jeno told himself as he hung his head down and caught his breath. Jeno wiped his tears and got up from is bed shakily to go to the bathroom. He looked at himself in the mirror, and frowned upon the puffy face.

'Ugly, fat, dead looking, trash.' Jeno thinks to himself.

It was all there in his eyes as he reaches for his toothbrush, but as he did his hand hit a glass vase that was right by toothbrush on the counter. It fell, and shattered into many, many pieces. Jeno cursed outloud and quickly got on my knees to gather the flowers from the vase.

They were the flowers his mom told me to keep, she said they were good luck. Jeno didn't know what type of flowers they were, all he knew is that they very rare around here, and his mom always said to keep them alive. However, she's not here anymore.

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