She is fighting to get out, driving me insane so she can break lose. But, I can't let her win. She wants to hurt everyone I know. There's no coming back from her kind of hurt. She breathes death. She thrives off of it.
Each time that I see her she does things to drive me insane. That's a limited mind and I'm much stronger than this thing stuck in mirrors. I'm an army brat. You had to be strong to survive that life without breaking.
I hear her whispers, telling me to do sadistic things to people. I turn away and try to block her out, but she's getting into my head. Call me crazy. Say I have a mental illness. But, I know she is real and there is only one way to get rid of her," she said, blowing out a stomach full of air.
"To save them. I must die."