FRIDA
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I screamed at the voice in my head and ordered it to be gone almost as fast as it came. And it obeyed, thankfully. I did not have the time of patience to listen to weird voices in my head, not when my heart had been ripped out of my chest.
I had often heard people talk about heartbreak, I had seen movies on it, even read articles about it, but none of them had prepared me for the gnawing feeling in my chest.
Dejected, I picked myself up from the ground and pushed myself to my bathroom. I took my clothes off beside my bath and allowed sunk myself into my bathtub. I did not know when the bath got filled and started to overflow with water, but I allowed myself sink into the warm water, before I drained it out.
It took me ten minutes more than normal to get myself washed.
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