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I feel empty. I feel darkness pass inside me and through me devouring me into pure emptiness. I feel my walls cracking. I feel my suds rot and my inner structure collapse in upon itself to relieve my suffering. I wish this upon myself I no longer want to exist. ....

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.... each family member dies. And then I heard his screams as the plague ate his body alive. I can still remember the scratching on my walls as he struggled with the pain of this great sickness. No matter how hard I tried to be the great shelter I once was. No matter how tight I shut my windows and doors. No matter how I wished them not to leave the house. I could not keep the plague out. I remember when it all started her in London. The whole family was out when I first heard about this killer. I was anxiously waiting there return when the man from the house that sat next to me was informing one of his friends on the death of Mr. Robinson the store ke ....