The Voices
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Black ink trickled from her veins, running down her skin, dripping onto the floor. She knew that something was wrong with her. She could hear voices in her head, telling her things, things that made her crazy. No one could ever diagnose her. She thought that killing herself would put her out of her misery. All because of that those voices, the voices....
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