(Enter girl with long hair and shattered heart. Speaks as a matter of fact.)
I have to hurt myself to be a good person.
If I do not hurt myself, I do not deserve to live.

(Enter healthy, normal person. Shocked ****** expressions.)
Child, where do you get these ideas?

(Pan to girl as she looks at something no one else can see.)
I know them when I go to sleep. I dream them in my mind. They are the truest thing I own-
They come from inside.

(The world cries rainbow tears and the scene fades away. The girl with the shattered heart never lives but never dies.)