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Ok the names Becky and I'm a street rat. I've lived on the streets my whole life. I survive by run and hiding. That was until yesterday, something inside me changed, something woke up. Now I'm a monster, I strike out I try to kill. It takes everything I have to pull the monster back, to put it in its place. Now I'm afraid I'm afraid of me. What am I, who did this to me. I'm having dreams telling me things, I can't believe these things, demons a world in trouble. And me I'm right in the middle? Me why me what have I to do with this. I was just fine living on the streets. I know I sleep cold and there is never enough food. But I don't kill I run I hide did I say that already.
It all started over some apples, yes apples. I wanted them I knew better but I just couldn't stop my self. A cop grabbed me I hit him. I didn't just hit him, I knocked him back several feet. I think I killed him. Now I'm in a juvenile center locked in solitary confinement. The monster inside me just attacked four girls in the common room. I think I killed them to, I can't do this I can't live like this. Someone help me someone stop me.

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