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I can't help but feel this huge ache in my chest. I don't know why, my life is amazing! I just found a group of friends, I'm getting my grades up, and now I'm in a play (well, actually I'm just tec., but it should count for something)! There's just something inside of me that just wants to hurt, and take over me. I can't escape it! It's like some sort of cancer, slowly swallowing me whole. It's the worst feeling, especially sense I just want to escape from it! I don't know what to do at this point, I'm just trying to fill it with positive energy and hope that it will explode into something great.

I looked in the mirror, faced with a sniveling little bug eyed speck of dirt that was my own reflection . "I hate you," I declared to the shiveringg little thing. It didn't say a word, it just stared at me with teary eyes. "You know I do, I'm not lying, I really do hate you," the thing only stared back pitifully. It didn't say a word, it just looked at me in shock and amazement. "You don't cry at your own grandfather's death bed, but when someone yells at you, you completely fall apart!" I look at the sniveling termite. "Well," i said, slowly calming down "what do you have to say for your self?" It look at the ground, as if it were going to