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I just hugged her. I knew what it was like to tell someone you have voices in your head and in her case you see them. I knew she was expecting me to call her insane. But I just hugged her. It seemed like the right thing to do.
After a few minutes of just hugging she looked at me. “Care to explain?” She asked.
“Explain what?” I replied. She then pointed to my head and asked me, “what’s going on up in there.” I just smiled and looked at her, “darling you don’t want to know.”
She was visibly upset, but I'm not about to go around spilling my life problems onto her. That’s just not me.
“Lake, just stop feeling what I'm feeling and listening to my head, I feel like I'm getting soul-molested.” I said. “
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