Entry 10

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He was sitting on the dark corner of his room, the curtains are blocking the light from his windows. He was there staring blankly, he wasn't moving, he wasn't talking, he's just there letting the dark embrace him. Someone enters his room, walks towards the window and push the curtains so the light can enter and as this person turn around, the horror of the sight registered her face. She tried to help him but no, there's nothing she can do, it was too late for that. She saw a letter, letter that is written using his own blood and as she starts to read it her tears can no longer be stopped.

"They won't stop
  I can't stop them
  I'm so sorry
  I'm sorry for doing this
  Please know that I tried
  I tried to fight them
  They were strong, so strong
   I lost the fight
   I lost the fight with my demons..."

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