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You fall to the ground, choking up your own spirit along with the blood that kept coming up with your strangled coughs.
You should have known that you had lost when your smile faded into an empty expression.
When the fun-loving person you used to be was replaced with a sarcastic pessimist.
When your friends had stoped asking what was wrong, knowing they'd never get an answer.
The child-like aura that used to surround you vanished. In it's place was a cold, dark aura instead.
At first the spirit left you gradually, escaping through the blood that fell from your wrists.
But then you put the knife through your chest.
You can feel the spirit leaving you, and though the paramedics are here to keep you alive,
You'll never be the same again.
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