[MommyAlien]

Dear Diary,

Strange how the world works isn't it? It was not too long ago I wrote in here about my lovely experiences here. How I craved to be something more than I already am.

Though I already got what I wanted... I feel almost regretful. I was vain, stupid, and gullible.

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I fell in love with a man.
At least I thought I did. It could have just been another one of his mind games.
 ...

 ...
It is quiet in my room. I enjoy humming as the clock ticks.
I feel nothing anymore.
I would draw myself a warm bath every night.
...

I sink to the bottom of the tub, looking at the distorted ceiling from under the blood tinged water.
Feeling the water enter my lungs.
I would have been dead by now.
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Five.
Ten.
Twelve.
...

Nothing. I am empty.


I am cursed. To always be someone elses pet.