[angry, she rips off one of the cuboard doors and hurls it, unintentionally it cracks her window] -- The Core- Reincarnated (Third Level)

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Subject: [angry, she rips off one of the cuboard doors and hurls it, unintentionally it cracks her window]

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Autumn

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Date Posted: 16:28:52 07/01/02 Mon
In reply to: Autumn 's message, "[sleeps]" on 10:57:05 07/01/02 Mon

She had been sleeping, but nightmares brought her back to reality. She'd started having nightmares when she was eleven and they've gotten progessivly worse ever since. Too many things were causing her stress: the sexual abuse, the drug dealing, the drinking, the smoking, and the guilt. The worst by far was the guilt. The nightmares had built it all up and compounded it. when she awoke she was distressed, the distress quickly turned to intense saddness and depression. The depression had been absorbing her since she had run away from home. now the saddness threatened to engulf her entirely. then it took a sudden turn, the depression feuled a rage that she had never felt before. She grabbed one of the kitchen cabinet doors and wrenched it off it's hinges throwing it at nothing in particualr. It hit the window, cracking it. everything came to a grinding hault then. Autumn collapsed on the floor in a wave of tears. after all the years of holding it back she let them come, she welcomed them. wishing more than ever now her old friends would walk through the door and make everything alright. if only she could wake the dead. crying, she drifts between wakfulness and unconciousnes.

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Subject	Author	Date
[shallow sleep]	Autumn	19:21:42 07/04/02 Thu
[dreams] -- Autumn, 12:45:39 07/11/02 Thu