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i stare at the person i see in the mirror. i don't recognise her. her eyes are red and puffy. her face is tear stained. she looks ill. oh what have they done to her. she used to be so happy. now all her face can form is a frown as more tears slip. the voices were not kidding when they said she'd change. i can't even tell who she used to be. she's losing the ones she loves. she's pushing them away because the voices told her to. those damn voices got to her. she let them tear her down because she trusted them. those voices earned her trust and took advantage of her. as i look at her again i notice her once vibrant eyes are now a dull grey. her face unable to show a positive emotion. the voices stole her smile. her ability to feel happy stolen even though they promised her the same emotion they have stolen. her face is pale. she looks sick. god she is sick. she needs help. she can't live like this anymore its killing her.if she keeps listening to the voices she'll die. i will die. i don't want to die. i want to be happy. i want to be healthy and not look like every breathe is my last. i want the blue in my eyes to return. the grey colour makes me sick. the voices removed my innocence. the girl who has a weak stomach to blood. so that they can make her hurt herself. the girl who would never even dream about dying. so that they can make her even more unhappy. they removed her nice voices. me. i'm what the sad girl would call moon. i look at what those voices done to my precious star. the one who shines brighter than me. without the stars i'd just be a bland object that fills the darkness. my poor star. she's dying and no one seems to notice. she will not let me help her. i feel her pain. i see her suffering. i miss the old star. i miss her smile. i miss her laugh. i miss her confidence. why won't she trust me? she has become a stranger. who? who has my star become? who helped those voices win? who is killing my star? i will find out my star do not worry and when i do i promise you. you will be happy. i do not break promises. you will be loved and cared for. those voices will leave your head. i just want my star to shine. she's what makes the darkness what it is. c'mon star let the moon help you shine

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