Shadows from every corner of the room seem to creep in closer and encapsulate any of the space I appeared to have.

The shortest of hairs on my body seem to stand in tandem with the rising of my emotions.

Memories and thoughts crash through my mind in fast succession before I have any chance of making sense of them. It seems utterly impossible to keep my composure in this room full of _strangers. _

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_Strangers. _That is what they are.

I have been trapped in a facade for an amount of time that I cannot compute. My memories feel as if i’m watching a life that was not mine, however the face I see is undeniably that of my own. My entire life path now shifted because of one simple person who could not handle being alone.

Being alone is a hell of a lot better than forcing someone into a lie.

My breathing slows as I am forced to come to accept the truth as eyes continue to peer at me unaware of the realisation that my body and my mind have just allowed me to come to. Slowly, my back straightens as I prepare to turn around and face the inevitable.

_Their realisation as well as mine._

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As my feet shift and I remain composed, my face shows the opposite story. The truth. Utter animalistic rage.

As soon as they notice my body language and the cold glint in my eye their face drops.

I’ve never felt such pleasure in feeling someones fear.

I remember everything and they know it.

I’m uncaged.