The voice was very clear.
The voices of conversation, which were always present haunting me.
How could a voice that I didn't know the origin of, be the reason for me to follow everything.
A voice that seemed to make me afraid of what was being said.
"how is this?"
"will we be able to?"
"then what should we do after that?"
"don't, he will definitely hurt"
Who is that? Aahh! it turns out it was the voice in my head
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kaileen
hello thanks for reading my story, this is what i'm feeling.
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