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Are you finished, maybe yes, I feel fine, it doesn't make sense again to open her eyes to find that she is in the hospital[ ] Doctor: Well, your health is in good condition. A day remains and I leave the hospital: you walk swaying under the raindrops with a cold staring. It is the fifteenth time that I try to kill myself and I do not succeed. You open the door of the house: Yes, as I expected it is full of dust, this is normal. This is what I expected: You finish cleaning Sitting on the sofa, I am really tired: you fall asleep for a while to sleep: screaming, do not stop. Please wake up so that you do not see anything. Sighing. Another nightmare "in the middle of the night in a quiet dark corner. She puts her head between her feet and then puts her hands on her head so that she stops hearing these sounds: she talks no It helps that it is in my mind that I must be killed in order to finish it. I will go crazy. The idea of ​​opening her drawer full of hypnotics comes to her mind in order to come out a box to take out a pill and drink water after a little while. You sleep on October 25th: The hypnotics and sedatives no longer work: You talk I have not slept two days ago No There is a sound solution from her head How is there not? Obey yourself: she goes to the kitchen grabs a knife and stabs herself: on 10/30 she wakes up in the same hospital sighing screaming in a low voice When will I die this day a voice from her mind: You could have hit your neck to die You do not want death a voice Else, do not do this with you, followed by a sound of laughter She gets out of bed to hit the

For blood to flow, after less than a month, she wakes up from her coma, to go to her troublesome, to talk, the wounds heal everything. Why now nothing works: In the darkness of the night and between the wall of her room and her bed talking, reality has tried to sit with myself always, no one is with me and I am tired of the situation around me. You hear the sound of feet starting to run between the rooms of the house running to reach the wall that was filled with pain and sadness to stand in shock and screaming loudly to approach the steps of the feet and become around them Hear a voice Have you seen yourself Have you felt fear It is okay I am here Arifi, the truth of yourself is trying to escape but you fall between her bed and the wall puts her hand On her ears to close her eyes forcefully and then open her so that she does not see anything sighing and then something touches her neck and tries to suffocate her she tries to get rid of it but nothing helps because there is nothing she talks about it becomes very difficult I feel fear wherever I go enter the classroom to see something sitting in its place shaking Her head and close her eyes so that she does not see anything. November 15th I no longer go to school. I stay at home flopping between one wall and another at eleven at night. I feel something strange around me. He felt safe today, this is strange, but unfortunately that feeling and that comfort will not last long. She gets up from the sofa quickly to run with heavy steps that fall on the ground and gets up again. She goes up the stairs to stumble a little, but arrives at her destination and opens the door to not see anything trying to walk in the darkness that was not left Seeing a faint light, she tries to walk to him slowly, then she obstructs the wall of the window so that her body is down and she clings to her hand by the letter of the window and then tries to climb into her room again, she succeeds, but it does not end here she goes to her bed speeding to try to sleep, but the sounds in her head and the sounds of the feet around her scare her Something happens to fall asleep and sleep into the morning with the brightening sunlight that crept into her room to wake up and get up, but that sad face and cold features have never changed. She washes her face and sits to watch TV and then closes it in order to go to pursue her hobby, open her notebook and start writing: It's okay, I am not living a normal life and I'm back to What I used to be has become impossible and destructive is certain, and it is difficult to see the future now. My eyes are still in the past. I would like to say that there are people whose eyes have been robbed of the light of the eyes and there are people whose eyes have been robbed of the truth D. But what about the people whose eyes have robbed the light of hope: She puts the pen on the table and then the sound of her laughter rises so that she smiles and cries at the same time at night. It is past midnight, but there is a person who has not slept yet. He did something. Please be silent. I may want comfort and calm. A voice in her mind. How do you talk about comfort and you did not give us a day that you want calm and you and the noise inside you was louder than any of our voices. I can no longer bear. I am not able to bear what is more than my ability is trying to kill herself but no She can not do it She stands to see a black person standing in front of her and speaking in a very low voice and with sad expressions to stand shocked by the severity of horror trying to escape Her steps stumble from the severity of fear as she looks behind her sitting in a small place to hide, but what is out of consideration appears in front of her screaming very loudly, to calm her voice In her mind and he speaks, please give me my gift. Don't be afraid. I have given you someone to talk to. He talks that black, saying hello, I'm your friend. Describing the night I used to hear your screams you were always with you but you did not see me and you did not hear me maybe because your faith in me was weak but now you can see me speak please who you are and why are you always with me I do not define in a quiet voice I am the one who tired of your life I am the one you left stuck between your future, your present and your past In a grim voice, I am as a result of your black mistakes. You sigh in a hoarse and sad voice. I really did not know that you were tormenting you. I did not know that you were behind me, but I do not feel. I left you the victim of my previous mistakes. She sees him getting up quickly from the bed. She hears a voice behind her. Riva, you are fine. She speaks this sound like a voice: She opens her eyes wide to look behind her, surprised by my mother.