It's getting more unbearable. The bruises are turning purple.
Every time I see myself, my vision's murky. Everything is blurry, even in the sun.
I can't see through this darkness, so it doesn't make a difference when I don't turn on the lights at home. I'm too scared to look, and I don't really know what color they are. If they're purple or yellow, or green. I've seen them all before but this time it's different. It feels different. I think they're black by now.
Maybe.
I just know that these ones are hurting more than I can handle.
Inside me, too. There's a burn, a bruise so big I'm beginning to forget how to breathe.
But the dead rat your friends stuffed into my satchel today distracted me from the pain a bit.
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