Joanne
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I dont see why I am still here. there is nothing here for me, not even one. My name is joanne brown, i live in a little village just on the outskirts of town with my two sisters, mum and dad.
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If you get in, you can't get out. If you call it home, you already belong to it. If you are here, you're already gone. One thing is certain: these doors were not designed to keep you out. She has seen and dealt with her own brand of personal madness all her life. She's not sure if she has become the disease or if there is someone, something, far sicker than she could ever be messing with her already sore mind. Are her symptoms consuming her life or are they turning her into the perfect survivor? Is this real? Or is it all happening inside her head? Does it really matter anyway? **Awesome cover created by the extremelly talented x_Luminous_x, for which I am deeply grateful. I could never make something so beautiful. I hope the story does it justice**

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