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2 a.m.

Her mind comes alive at 2 a.m. That's when the monsters come out to play. She shouts quietly "No,no,no!" The tears come down pouring, her room is now flooded. She is trying to stay above the water but her demons pull her down. She feels like her old self again, numb, that's all she ever felt. But she tried her hardest for months to stay above,she even promised, but she gave in and drowned. Her demons have won, and it's only 2 a.m.
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