My People

My People

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A psychological horror following the mental decline of student Irea after the death of her closest friend. To be heard and listened to is an essential part of being human, but to be seen can feel... disgusting. Terrifying. Castro encapsulated everything she ever needed in a friendship, everything anyone could want in a person. A perfect, dancing, bubbling girl capable of charming the room without picking up on a single name. But just because they were close, just because --these things weren't supposed to affect her. Not her. It was silly. She could sort this out by herself, she could, it was all going to be fine, it will be fine if we can just keep going, keep talking, on and on, just - We are going to be fine.
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Nightmare had been suffering with deep depression for his entire life. And when I say ENTIRE, I mean entire life. Though, it'd been getting worse with each passing day till suddenly the overwhelming, hurting, uncontrollable feeling of wanting to disappear just stopped bothering him. The feeling became numb. Then empty. Till suddenly it was the only thing that'd make him happiest. The feeling of death, The pain The emptiness It all made him want it. To know what it felt like. Nightmare wanted to die. So much

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