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1 month ago · · Depression,
As I lie here, covered in purple kisses and a bloody blanket, I moan and grumble in pain. Swollen lips and swollen eyes grace my face like fruit, all ripe and fresh. I struggle to rise and stand to my feet, stumbling and falling at the weight of my injuries. With pounding head and tired legs I slowly get up. Walking carefully to the door, trying not to wake the demon sleeping next to me, I open it. I sprint as fast as I could to the nearest safe haven only to be greeted with glares and nasty looks. Help me! I screamed. Only to be met with silence. I close my eyes and scream again. When I open them I noticed something different. I’m back, next to the demon sleeping next to me.