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I THINK I KILLED SOMEBODY
When I began hitting the guard, it was out of an urgency to save my boyfriend. That, however, changed drastically after killing him. After the guard’s death, I was hitting him out of pure joy. Emanuel saw a disturbing change in his demeanour. He then got off the corpse and grabbed my arms to stop me from hitting the dead one more. My eyes were like wild goose and my face was splattered with blood. He knew I was spiralling into a mental dilemma after the attack. He thus took me in his arms to help me navigate my way back to sanity. My own actions terrified me. “I’m a monster too, aren’t I?” I asked Emanuel, hoping he’d coax me out of this bad mindset. He caressed my head as he told me, “It was necessary. Otherwise, he could've killed us.” For some strange reason, Emanuel’s insiste
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