Echo and Static

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The echo bounces off the wall. It screams and yells. I try to hold it in but the static speaks. It tells me things, awful things. Kill them. Torture them. Kill yourself. Cut. Burn. Fat. Worthless. They all echo around me. My body feels like its ablaze with rage. Someone save me. I'm going insane. I can't tell anyone. I can't talk to anyone.

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