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Yea I Had an Accident

Your sitting and someone pops you a question. Your sitting in a room where everyone avoids the eyes. Not the eyes of one person, But the eyes of everyone around them. There here to help were all here to get help. I came here to get help. Someone pops you a question. The brave one. Hey, I've seen you at school. Why,are you here? All is dryly silent, Has it always been this silent? Why.....are you here? Hyper and curious they sound despite the environment already answering. I had an accident, I am being helped. It's quiet again. Has it always been this silent? Are you sure or is that what they've told you. No, I can feel the difference. The doctor will see you now........
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cassandra-allen
Published
Nov 28, 2015
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#depression#questions#oblivion#doctor#icandothis#theywillhelp#innerdeamons
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