My Sanity
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"You're the only one who keeps me sane! Don't you understand that?" I shouted. Sobs escaped my lips as I stared at the picture I was holding of him. I need him all to my self. Even if it means to kill everybody else... This is a psychotic type story. This is what happens when you get bored. Hope you enjoy.
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"I didn't kill him." I repeated the same line over and over again. He wasn't dead. I knew it. I know that he's alive. "I didn't kill him." He had to be out there, but it didn't matter now. They wouldn't let me out of here no matter how much I begged. "I'm not crazy and he's not dead!" I yelled out. No one answered. I began rocking back and forth. "I didn't kill him."

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