Manila Encounters

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I'm sitting on a bed, wearing a white dress. Suddenly, I cried. I can't keep this feeling. I am here at a Mental Hospital. They accused me for being crazy. My family saw me talking to myself, everyday. They send me here not knowing the reason. Not knowing that myself is my only friend who I can talk to. Whom I can play with and share my thoughts. They say I'm crazy but I was just talking to my best friend, my self.

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