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Monday, April 12

iamthatgirl.iamthatgirl.iamthatgirl.iamthatgirl.

She closed her eyes too late and opened them too early. Compulsively, she checked under her pillow for her phone. Yup. Still there. Yup. Still nothing. She looked at her alarms, which were set for 9:00, 9:01 and 9:02. She looked at the time. 7:16. For the first time in a long time, her cellphone was useless to her. Both as an alarm and as a communication device.

She stared at the ceiling and thought of everything that used to feel good that now hurt. She thought of everything that used to feel good that now hurt. She thought of everything that used to feel good that now hurt. She thought of everything that now hurt. She thought of everything that now hurt. She thought of everything that now hurt.

And she felt herself get smaller and smaller, a faint shape under her comforter, until she
finally
disappeared.

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