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Regret? Can you regret so easily? Or can you deny everything around you? Well, I did. Everything and Everyone around me is a lie. The loneliness of this room grew and grew as the years pass by. Some people call me crazy and a psychopath, but I wasn't the crazy one. They are the ones who locked me up, not letting me see the out side world. They are the ones feeling me up with lies, the unforgivable ones. See it wasn't really my fault I tried to kill my foster parents, it was There fault.

While I spent my life in this lonely room, I started thinking more. And as I started thinking, I started getting depressed and more lonely. Then that lead to my madness. That's when There lies turned into a truth. After every year, I grew more crazy. First, it lead off with me just randomly talking to myself. Then, I started screaming and crying. Lastly, I would scratch my skin until it was bleeding and write on the walls. I always thought red was a beautiful color. Why aren't I dead yet? Well because the Doctors won't let me kill myself. I tried many times to, but they put me in a straight jacket and one of those soft rooms. I couldn't hurt myself or no one else...no more, which kills me...

Now every time a Doctor comes check on me and attempt to find out what's wrong with me, I image cutting there throat open and stabbing them multiple times......

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