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"Stop thinking..."
she whispered to herself as the tears rolled down her cheeks.
"I... I can't take this. I hate this. I hate how I can't stop thinking. Why am I so stupid."
She's so angry. So lost, too. No clue what to do.
She slams her fists down on her thighs. Hard.
It hurts. 
Only for a few seconds.
But it does the trick.
She falls into her pillow, sobbing harder than before.
 Wondering how she turned into such a monster.

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