Paranoia - english
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A story I wrote when I was in psychiatry. The stupid people there were rearranging who lived with who in what room. On that night I was alone in a room that was meant for three persons. I couldn't sleep because of the paranoia so I wrote everything down. That story shows what I felt in that exact moment.
Wow, that's so fucking creepy...
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