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it hurts too much to look, so much that it hurts to breath. my stomach gets tight and the pain rushes back with a vengence. the hatred i felt finds it's way into my heart. words can not explain my murderous rage. slowly but surely, this is turing me into a killer. the killer i've always known was there. i see those things that normal people choose to ignore. halucinations? not yet...fear can drive a man to do wonderful things.