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today i woke up from sleeping, yet i was outside. i wasn't in bed. i saw something, a murder. i tried to stop things, but there was always some sort of pain. i ended up getting rid of them, but my hands were sliced and diced. same as the rest of me. i opened my back door back to my house. while walking in my blood dripped everywhere from my body onto my floors. i patched my major wounds up, taking a while, took some painkillers, and went to bed. the murderer was finished. they were gone, not dead, but gone. the personality was gone. the murderer personality was gone, not dead though. i was safe. everyone was safe. but someone might fill the space that he filled.

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